Kuzen's words fell on the ears of the disciples, it was like a real thunder, and they turned their heads and stared at Kuzen with wide eyes, and their voices were already deformed when they shouted out.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Kuzen raised his head, glanced at the disciples, and suddenly became angry, shouting: "What are you shouting, I'm not dead yet, shouting is the same as crying and mourning!"

The disciples couldn't resist the action of rushing towards Kuzen, and when they turned their heads to look at Wang Shi again, their anger did not know how many times they had risen, and they were completely looking at the hellish ghosts.

When did Putuo Temple suffer such a disgrace?

If it weren't for Kuzen wanting to trap and kill a group of outlaws, how would the temple that was usually run by the three pure sages allow others to be presumptuous? When did the eighteen temples of Zen Buddhism lose a lot of money in front of a junior? Even if he fought for his life today, he would have to let this madman stay here!

On top of that, this man may know the whereabouts of "Song of the Great Wind" and must keep him!

Kuchan looked at Wang Shi and said in a low voice, "Donor, do you want to kill or chop?"

Previously, Kuzen made a sword, Wang Shi slashed a sword, and the victory and defeat had been divided, and Kuzen knew that he couldn't win the other party with the magic circle. His strength is not small enough not to admit defeat, so it is better to take the initiative to admit defeat in this situation.

Youhua put away the poison line, and now there is no need to threaten the little disciples here. He took a step back, stood on the side of Wang Shi, lowered his head slightly, but there was an imperceptible poison under his feet that was extending along the lines of the stone crevices, and he always had to guard against all kinds of accidents.

Huazhi sneered and said: "We are just here to find someone, you are so targeted, if it is not for my master to be stronger, if I lose today, what will I do? Hmph, even if it is to chop you, it is not too much." ”

"Bold! Speak wildly!" The demon-slaying sticks in the hands of the disciples slammed on the ground, and their momentum exploded one after another, glaring at the fierce man of the flower branches.

"Since you lost, you should look like you're losing. If you don't accept it, then come again!" the fierce man of the flower branch did not show weakness, and the spell on his body showed a strong coercion.

Wang Shi took a step forward, and the fierce man of Huazhi closed his mouth and stood quietly to the side.

Looking at Kuzen, Wang Shi said, "I'm just here to find Dafeng Ge, I don't know if the master has a way to contact him?"

The anger in the eyes of the disciples burned even more fiercely, if it weren't for Kuzen behind them, they would probably go up and fight hard immediately. The three words of the Great Wind Song are obviously insulting Zen Buddhism, which no disciple can tolerate.

Kuchan glanced at Wang Shi seriously, rolled his eyes, and asked suspiciously, "The donor is just here to find Dafeng Ge?"

Wang Shi nodded.

"Didn't the Great Wind Song arrange for you to come?"

Wang Shi looked at the expressions of Kuchan and the others, and just thought about it for a while, he had a guess in his heart, so he said patiently: "I found the branch of Dafeng Song, and he asked me to come here to find Dafeng Ge." ”

"Master, what do you have to do with him! As long as you trap him for a while, and when the other two masters rush back, it is not a matter of subduing this madman!"

"Master, the mountain gate must not be humiliated! the disciple is willing to sacrifice his life to fight, so that the murderer will be ambushed!"

"We are all willing to sacrifice our lives to fight and defend my Zen Buddhism!"

All the disciples shouted in unison, and the momentum was really not ordinary.

"Shut up!" Kuzen roared, suppressing the people behind him, and then breathed a long sigh of relief, folded his hands, muttered a few words, calmed down, and said: "Donor, there must be a misunderstanding between us, so please go to the backyard to discuss it." ”

Wang Shi nodded, and inadvertently glanced to the left.

It was as if a peach blossom had floated in.

Burst!

A crack suddenly appeared in a certain peach tree, and a thin wooden sword broke out of it, swaying and flying back to Kuzen's side.

Kuzen took the wooden sword, and in his heart, he saluted again and said, "Thank you, donor." Donor's side, please. ”

Under the angry eyes of the disciples, Wang Shi and the others walked into the backyard.

With the order of the Bitter Zen Pure Sage, these disciples of them did not dare to make a mistake. However, after Wang Shi entered the backyard, they suddenly remembered that the master's fairy sword was shaking and flying back.

"Could it be that Master really lost? He lost with just one sword? How is this possible!"

......

Sit down, and the little novice put on the best tea.

Kuzen didn't say too much about greetings, and asked, "Presumably, the donor doesn't know who the Great Wind Song is." ”

"I want to hear about it. Wang Shi put down the tea and said that he was listening carefully.

"Does the donor know the internal system of my Zen Buddhism?" Kuzen paused, looked at Wang Shi's expression, judged that the other party did not know, and continued: "Zen Buddhism has a total of nine mountains and eighteen temples, with the five ancestors as the respect, under which are one hundred and eight sects, guarding my nine mountains, and then there are three hundred and sixty pure sages, which are divided into eighteen temples and the world, and the old monk is one of the pure sages. ”

Wang Shi was slightly surprised, he had estimated the strength of the Central Domain before, but he didn't expect the strength of these three major sects to be so huge.

Kuzen is only one of the three hundred and sixty pure sages, which means that there are at least three hundred and sixty strong people at the peak of the fairy realm in Zen Buddhism! What about the one hundred and eight sects? And what about the legendary five ancestors?

Extrapolating from this, it is difficult to imagine what the most powerful Yin-Yang Gate looks like. With his own strength, he could not be an enemy at all.

Kuzen paused and continued: "The Great Wind Song in your mouth is the sixth ancestor of my Zen sect. ”

The previous surprise had not been fully digested, Wang Shi was taken aback again, no matter how rich his imagination was, he didn't expect that Dafeng Ge would be such an identity.

"It's a pity that the six ancestors of my Zen sect violated the doctrine and slandered the five ancestors, set up their own mountain gate, and turned against my Zen sect, and now they are wandering in the world. The Fifth Ancestor also regarded him as young and stubborn, and did not deal with him, but ordered the disciples of my sect to take him back to the mountain gate immediately if they saw the Sixth Ancestor. ”

Wang Shi now also confirmed his guess and said, "So you are also looking for him." And he knows that you are looking for him, so he deliberately draws some people into trouble with you, so that you will not be happy. ”

Kuzen nodded and said, "The donor is very intelligent. You and I were both used by the Six Ancestors, which led to today's misunderstanding. ”

This misunderstanding was definitely not deliberately designed by Wang Shi, I am afraid that Dafeng Ge will cast a wide net in the world, and when he sees a person who is worth betting, he will place a bet, inducing these people to find the Eighteen Temples, and the two will inevitably fight at first sight. It can be expected that the temples and sects in various parts of Zen Buddhism have not been at peace in recent years.

Wang Shi was slightly disappointed in his heart, but he didn't expect that in the end, his efforts were in vain, and he still didn't know where the Great Wind Song who traveled the world was, so he couldn't get the news he wanted.

Kuzen glanced at Wang Shi and said: "The donor is young and promising, so young the sword technique will reach the realm, and breaking through the fairy realm is just around the corner, and it is really terrifying! If it weren't for the vast world, with only one donor, where would he find the six ancestors?"

Whether it was Ning Yi or Erya, Wang Shi knew too little information, he had already asked too many people, and knew that it was only possible to find clues by relying on Dafeng Ge.

Now that he can't find the slightest clue about Dafeng Ge, what should he do next? How can he find Dafeng Ge alone?

Kuzen wanted to keep Wang Shi but had another idea, he was familiar with the extreme exercises of the major forces in the Central Domain, but he couldn't understand the sword technique of the person in front of him, so that his strongest sword was defeated, which really surprised him.

As one of the Pure Sages, Kuzen knew that he was not the top powerhouse in the Middle Domain, but his strongest sword was also stronger than most people's fairy realms, which was enough to prove that the sword skills of the young man in front of him were strong, and they could even make up for the gap in the realm.

If the person in front of him can join Zen Buddhism, then the future achievement can be at least one sect. As long as the young man is released to the Nine Mountains, the group of old bald donkeys promises to let him shave honestly.

Danzong relies on money to develop, Wuzong relies on war to develop, and Zen Buddhism relies on a mouth to develop, and a stone will make them enlightened.

All the clues were broken for a while, and Wang Shi couldn't help but ponder.

You have to find the song of the great wind! But the world is so big, how can you find the song of the great wind? How to find the song of the great wind?

"Donor, what do you think?" Kuzen asked with a smile.

Listening to the sound of Kuzen's urging, suddenly, Wang Shi figured out a little, he looked at Kuzen, smiled, and said: "Then I will be bothered in your temple below, and I still want the master to ask for some things." ”

Kuzen also laughed and said, "Mountain Wild Temple, Burrow Cold Bed, don't dislike it." ”

After a cup of tea, a little monk replaced it with another cup. Kuchan and Wang Shi touted each other's martial arts matters, and had in-depth exchanges on some trivial matters. And they parted with their own ghosts.

The destroyed courtyard had been repaired in the blink of an eye, and the disciples, who had nowhere to vent their anger, went down the mountain to catch a few murderers who were slow to escape, and they would be beaten to death.

Wang Shi walked out of the courtyard with oil flowers and flower branches, and still suffered all kinds of angry eyes along the way. However, these little monks only dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, after all, Kuzen Jingxian had already given an order, and they could not disobey it.

Standing in front of the mountain gate, looking down the mountain, there are already countless lonely peach branches.

Among the peach trees, there are countless small monks, carrying wooden barrels, dipping their brushes in the potions, and carefully painting on the peach trees.

"It's really strange, how did all these peach blossoms fall in a moment?"

"When did the peach blossoms in our mountain temple ever break? Look at this, if we don't do this coolie, I'm afraid this peach blossom will be broken for ten years. ”

"We little novices can only do such hard work and tiring work, it's really not like when we can be a disciple in the house, and we are so majestic. ”

Wang Shi glanced at the ground and stream covered with peach blossoms, and said with a smile: "Let's go, go and see if there are so many peach blossoms to cut like this Putuo Temple." ”

The white horse and black cart ran over countless peach blossoms and drove towards the north.