Monk Wu Shu is known as Venerable Wu Shu in the Great Lei Chi Temple, and his status in the Great Lei Chi Temple is second only to the Buddha and the Great Potential. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info rushed to teach this Central Plains kid who didn't know the height of the sky to teach him a lesson, but the other party's sincere look really couldn't continue.

It's like a child accidentally breaks something in your house, and you are about to get angry, and the child seriously says don't be angry, I will pay for everything that is broken.

At this time, the only excuse for hitting the child is: "You can't afford to pay." ”

So Venerable Wu Shu said seriously: "It's too much, and you can't afford to pay for it." In this way, I will beat you, and you don't have to pay for it. ”

An Zheng asked, "How much?"

Of course, Venerable Wu Shu didn't know much, but he felt that he should say a big number to scare the other party. So he stretched out three fingers and shook them, and for a moment he didn't think about whether thirty pieces were a little less.

"Three hundred. ”

An Zheng sighed: "How many ...... should I be?"

He casually flipped through the space of the Blood Cultivation Beads, and randomly selected three or four hundred magic weapons below the gold grade and above the primary level of the red product and placed them on the ground, filling a place about ten meters square.

"This man...... Is it a trick?"

A believer who came on pilgrimage was dumbfounded, watching An Zheng take out things from the space artifact one by one, as if he would never be able to clean it.

"I think he's supposed to be a merchant. ”

"Not necessarily, maybe it's a thief, it's someone caught and taking back the stolen goods. ”

All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion.

An Zheng: "Are these enough?"

Monk Wu Shu raised his hand and scratched his head: "What are you doing with so many magic weapons?"

An Zheng: "I like it, if I like it, don't say bring these magic weapons, I just bring oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, fresh meat, salted fish, and even hot pot base cumin, chili noodles are all okay." ”

Monk Wu Shu: "Where is there a cultivator who will waste space magic weapons to bring these things, if you really bring it, I will let you go, if you are bad, I will beat you." ”

And then he froze.

An Zheng squatted there: "This is the barbecue grill, this is the copper pot, this is the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, this is the fresh meat slices, this is the fish, this is the tofu, this is some fresh vegetables." This is cumin powder chili noodles, this is hot pot base, this is ......"

Monk Wu Shu waved his hand: "You go!"

An Zheng sighed, put things away in an orderly manner, and clenched his fists: "Thank you for the kindness of the great monk." ”

Monk Wu Shu: "I'm not merciful, don't thank me, thank yourself...... I've been practicing for so long, and it's the first time I've seen a person bring such a mess. If your spatial magic weapon is wise, it will scold you. ”

An Zheng shook his head: "Since the great monk let me go, then I really left." ”

He turned and walked away, not wanting to stop for even a second, forgetting that he was not yet clothed. That slender and muscular figure is really eye-catching. The pectoral muscles are angular, and the abdominal muscles are horizontal and vertical. It's a bit big to step on, and when you walk, it's like your tail swings back and forth in front of you.

"Hooligans!"

A pilgrim covered his eyes and screamed, and the old man standing next to him patted him on the shoulder: "Son, you are a man." ”

The man sighed, "Yes, I'm a man." ”

He opened his eyes and let out a sigh: "I'm scared to death, what if I'm a woman." ”

An Zheng suddenly realized, put on his clothes with a flushed face, and thought in his heart that the white-bearded old Taoist was obviously intentional, and he obviously helped himself so much, and brought him to the Daleichi Temple to borrow the power of Yuan Lei from the Buddha. But he deliberately threw himself here, and it was up to An Zheng to go about his own. An Zheng was full of gratitude to the white-bearded old Taoist, and said in his heart that he didn't know who he really was, whether he was the founder of the Taoist Sect. If yes...... The temperament is really a bit mismatched.

He calmly left in the eyes of a group of people looking at monsters, and he could feel the resentment of Venerable Wushu behind him who wanted to beat him but couldn't.

Venerable Wu Shu looked at An Zheng's back, turned around and asked the people around him, "Careless...... You said that if I asked him if he had brought fruit, I would have beaten him up. ”

In the distance, An Zheng shouted: "Bring it!"

Venerable Wu Shu slapped his head, turned around and left.

I don't know how far it is to return to Garuda City from Da Lei Chi Temple, anyway, I don't seem to have left the white-bearded old Taoist for long. An Zheng bought a map at the bottom of the mountain and looked at it, only to know that the distance was enough for him to run at the fastest speed for three days. Therefore, he admired the white-bearded old man even more, and couldn't help but think that such a senior master should go to Emperor Zhuo Qing for trouble.

At this moment, the blood peizhu bracelet was hot, followed by Chen Xiaoyao's voice.

"Something happened to you?"

"Well, it's over. ”

"The bracelet lost its sense before, and I was already about to rush over. ”

"It's okay, I've got a little bit of a wound. ”

"Be careful, Chen Wunuo sent two masters to the Western Regions this time, as if he had brought some kind of gift to the Buddha, and the purpose was to kill you. ”

"Okay, Master, I see. ”

An Zheng glanced at the Blood Pei Bead Bracelet, thinking to himself that Chen Wunuo didn't know what it was like to be annoyed, and it was already very rational to kill it himself. He walked in the direction of Garuda City, and the Great Lei Chi Temple behind him was getting farther and farther away.

Green bamboo forest.

The Buddha looked at Venerable Wu Shu, who was a little depressed: "How?"

Venerable Wu Shu shook his head: "I can't see through it, I wanted to force him to make a move, but this person is a little slippery." ”

The Buddha said: "This trip to the Xuanting Court is more auspicious and less auspicious. The reason why I asked you to let him go is because he may be the only one who can save Xuanting. There are many things in the world that have cause and effect. Xuan Ting and him became friends, perhaps it was already doomed. ”

Venerable Wu Shu nodded: "Now that the world is in chaos, if the summoning spirit realm is not solved in advance, no one will dare to act indiscriminately about the ruins of the Immortal Palace." Now the old Taoist has taken the secret to exchange it, also for the sake of the future. ”

The Buddha said, "So, that's my second reason for him to go." If everyone in the world knows that my Buddhist disciples and the people of the Central Plains Taoist Sect have become friends of life and death, then it will be of great benefit to the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism to join forces in the future. ”

Venerable Wu Shu lowered his head: "It's still more thoughtful for the master." The Buddha told him to step down, and after a while the Venerable One came in.

The Buddha took out the piece of paper left by the old Taoist and handed it to Venerable Dashi: "In this secret realm, the first hand must be us, you take this secret to the ruins of the Immortal Palace." Just confirm, don't rush in. If you are sure that this secret exists, then stay at the Asgard ruins and don't come back, stay there. ”

Venerable Dashi bowed down and bowed: "Disciple, let's do it." ”

At the same time, Daxi, Jinling City, Jingyuan.

Chen Wunuo's brows furrowed deeply, and he asked Wen En in a tone that was beginning to doubt his life: "Why is this happening? He is still him? What about that kind of hard nature, that kind of tendon temperament, how did he not become a person." ”

Winn didn't dare answer, for he knew it was beyond his power.

After a long time, Chen Wunuo suddenly laughed, "Is this a joke between Heaven and me? I was actually tricked by someone I thought I knew very well...... Wynn, should I blame myself?"

Wynn still didn't dare answer.

That person was involved, a prince was involved, and the Holy Queen was involved.

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, and a little eunuch almost rushed in, because he was too anxious, his foot tripped on the threshold and almost fell, he threw himself on his knees: "Your Majesty, it's not good." Holy Queen...... The holy queen is gone. ”

Chen Wunuo stood up suddenly: "Where did you go?" ”

"The Holy Queen said that she was leaving Jinling City. She didn't say where she was going, she just said four words...... Extremely disappointed. ”

The pen in Chen Wunuo's hand fell to the ground with a click, and the red on the red pen dyed a blood-colored plum blossom on the ground. How disappointed was she? In an instant, Chen Wunuo suddenly felt a sense of sadness that everyone had betrayed his relatives. He has been in charge of Daxi for so many years, and this is the first time that he has rushed to the slightest weakness.

"Winn, go after it. ”

"The old slave obeyed. ”

"Forget it, I'll go myself. ”

Chen Wunuo strode away from the Quiet Garden, and disappeared in a trance. When Wen En came out of the Jingyuan study, he suddenly felt a little weak. He sat down on the stone bench, and he didn't know why he felt all his strength drained. The Holy Emperor has been getting more and more abnormal recently, and now that the Holy Queen is gone, this Daxi has become stormy. In the past, Wen En firmly believed that no matter what went wrong with Daxi, as long as the Holy Emperor was still there, everything would not be a problem. Now, however, Wynne discovers that the biggest problem is precisely the Holy Emperor himself.

He couldn't help but glance to the west and muttered, "If you don't die and come back again, why do you come back?"

Quite resentful.

yes, why are you coming back, isn't it good to find a place to live in seclusion by yourself?

At the Daxi border pass, the eldest grandson Qingchou glanced at the two people beside him: "This westward trip, disappointed?"

The person close to him was Yuwen Wuming, and a little farther away was Yuwen Wuchen. The two brothers and sisters all looked the same, and the closer they got to the Western Regions along the way, the more preoccupied they became.

"The cultivators of the rivers and lakes of Daxi, whether they are young or old, as long as they can still move and have a competitive heart, which one does not want to go west? Just like when the Great Zhou was at the beginning, it was just because there was friction between the ordinary people at the border gates, and the cultivators of the Great Zhou felt that the people of the Great Zhou could not suffer, and the cultivators of the Western Regions felt that they just could not be touched with dignity, so they killed a corpse all over the field. ”

Since then, the word westbound has taken on a special meaning. Those young men fighting with swords, those old men who are dying, may be looking at the west in the sunset, thinking what a feat it would be if they could destroy the rivers and lakes of the Western Regions by themselves?"

"And you have gone west to hunt down your own men. ”

Yuwen sighed namelessly: "Aren't you the same?"

The eldest grandson shook his head sadly: "I'm different." ”

"What's the difference?"

"You'll know sooner or later. ”

The eldest grandson sat back in the carriage and closed his eyes. The carriage was elegantly furnished, like a study. He sat in the padded carriage and watched the sun set outside.

I once helped that young man, but now I have to face that young man with the word life and death. In his own restaurant, he served wine and entertained guests, and the young man was able to kill a bloody storm in Jinling City. Now he is going west, but he wants the young man's head.

He was not a person who was willing to participate in the affairs of the rivers and lakes and the affairs of the court. But this time he had to come because his sister was sad.

Every older sister who has a younger brother was his patron saint during his youth, and when the younger brother grew up, he became the patron saint of his sister. He could bear everything, and he couldn't hold back his sister's tears.

This Western Regions is not peaceful, because the arrival of a young man has become turbulent.

The country of Kura, the city of Jacob.

An old man whose whole body was shrouded in a black robe tilted his head and sniffed, his eyes lit up. It was an extremely ugly-looking old man, and the skin on his face looked as if it had been burned by fire, pitted, and if it were just a fold on his face, it looked very greasy.

"It's the smell of it, the Scythe of Death. ”

The old man lowered the hat from his black robe, revealing a bare head. It's just that there is no ring bar on the top of his head, but a strange-looking black dragon with wings on its back and a strangely long tail. The black dragon's eyes were red, and the red was scary.

"Garuda City?"

The old man enjoyed the sunlight and walked towards the outside of the city.

"Children, let's go slaughter the city. ”

When he said this, his face was expressionless.

His name was Alto Anggo, a madman.

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