Light....

Colorful light!

On the horizon, in the depths of the Qinling Mountains, a colorful glow came across time and space, like a rainbow after a round of rain, straight above Chang'an City, under the golden giant palm that covered the sky and the sun.

Thundered!!!!

The golden giant palm finally slapped down, slapping on the rainbow that came across it, and in the roar of the sky, the rainbow bridge shook violently, and it seemed that it was about to collapse into pieces at any moment.

Timely.....

Far away, a hazy figure came along the Rainbow Bridge, he walked very slowly, it seemed that it took more than a century to reach the sky above Chang'an City, but in fact, time had just passed for a moment.

As this figure approached, the rainbow's shaking amplitude became smaller and smaller, and gradually, it seemed to become a real rainbow bridge.

"Handsome, so handsome...."

Standing on Xiao Hei's back, Zhang Ziyan held her heart in her hands and muttered to herself with a look of intoxication.

Her heart was pounding, and even if she pressed it desperately, it still seemed to want to jump out of her throat.

In fact, not only her, but I am afraid that thousands of girls in the entire Chang'an City are obsessed with men walking on the rainbow at the moment, even Shi Tingting, a woman who has long been accustomed to Zhang San's pretending, has a moment, and is deeply intoxicated.

"Yan'er, put away your saliva, you're still worried about whether we will have a few more sisters after this time......"

In mid-air, retracting her erect mana, Shi Tingting fluttered and landed on Xiao Hei's back, and after seeing Zhang Ziyan's appearance, she couldn't help but sigh faintly.

Forthwith......

She walked slowly towards the cloud bed.

She doesn't have to worry about heavenly affairs now, what she should deal with now is the backyard that is gradually becoming lively.

"Giggles, Sister Tingting, are you joking? Uncle Chunyang is very wooden, such a person who doesn't understand the amorous feelings, where can he give it to you again.. ...... Find us a lot of sisters. ”

Zhang Ziyan giggled to hide the embarrassment on her face, and after wiping the crystal water stains from the corners of her mouth indiscriminately, she chased after Shi Tingting.

"Really?"

Shi Tingting sighed faintly, glanced back, and showed a strange smile.

Immediately, she turned to the cloud bed and called, "Sister Xiaoqian, come out, come and see another personal maid of your husband." ”

The voice was soft and tactful, like the light and crisp chirping of the yellow warbler, but when the word 'close' was spoken, it was faintly aggravated.

Timely....

The white jade cloud bed, the curtain is separated from the middle to both sides, Nie Xiaoqian is dressed in a white palace dress, cold and innocent, holding a black umbrella and coming out.

Behind her, Lu Xue'er led Xiao Lele and followed slowly.

As Zhang San's only two female disciples, the two of them were Shi Tingting's sword-wielding maids on this trip, accompanying them.

"This is Sister Yan'er, it's really a fairy-like person, Sister Tingting often mentions you. My name is Nie Xiaoqian, and I am also a servant girl, please take care of me in the future. ”

Walking in front of Zhang Ziyan, Nie Xiaoqian's jade lips opened slightly, and the smile on her face bloomed at the right time, as if peach blossoms were in full bloom.

Immediately, she squatted and saluted.

"You.... Hello, I'm Yan'er. ”

Zhang Ziyan was stunned, and Mu Ran nodded.

The classical beauty in front of you is also the uncle's handmaiden?

Is it also a handmaiden like me?

Also, who is the Venerable One? Is it also an uncle?

Although this title is very good, it is not kind!

Zhang Ziyan's mind turned back and forth, at a loss, all this in front of her ..... It's really informative.

She's messy in the wind!

.......

Above the firmament, the progress of the battle did not end with the small talk of a few little women, but gradually developed in its proper direction.

At this time, it seemed that he knew that he could not do anything, and the giant palm that covered the sky and the sun finally retreated into the sky in unwillingness.

Extremely high in the sky, a shining golden Buddha statue is like a shadow, in front of him, the abbot of Wanfa sits cross-legged, his eyes are slightly drooping, and there is no trace of joy, anger and sorrow.

"A good supernatural palm technique, which combines the Zen of Buddhism with the non-destructible characteristics of gold very well. ”

Standing on the rainbow with his hands in his hands, Zhang San was dressed in white, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, looking up and chuckling, so chic.

"You're not bad, the power of the five elements can be said to be superb, this is your incarnation, right?

The abbot of Wanfa had no joy or sorrow, only his eyes looked down at Zhang San tightly, not letting go of the slightest change, but his Yuan Shen did it even more thoroughly, and the nine heavens and ten lands had been swept by him one by one, just to find any clues of Zhang San's existence.

After all, if Zhang San's seat was also here, he didn't have the slightest hope.

"Great monk, although you can rest assured, I just chatter with you, and the deity has no time to come in person. ”

Zhang San chuckled leisurely, as if he was really looking for someone to chat with here.

"Amitabha, that's very good. ”

The abbot of Wanfa bowed his head slightly, and announced a Buddha name, no matter whether Zhang San's words were true or not, his heart was a little calmer.

Immediately, his eyes lowered slightly, and he continued in a deep voice: "Zhang Daoyou, today's matter, your Quanzhen Sect is really a little excessive. ”

"Oh, where's it?"

Zhang San still chuckled, pointing down casually, pointing to the beautiful rivers and mountains below, and his faint voice sounded again.

"This is the northwest, not the hinterland of the Central Plains, great monk, don't you think Shaolin's hand is a little long?"

He still chuckled faintly, but his eyes had grown cold.

"Amitabha, the head of the Qi Yue family has agreed to merge the family into Shaolin and wants to build a Shaolin branch in Chang'an. ”

The abbot of Wanfa was silent again, and his face gradually became cold.

"Oh, and that?"

Zhang San's face changed slightly, as if he didn't know anything.

Forthwith......

He spread his hands lightly, and said leisurely: "What about the Qi family master, let him say it himself, if this is the case, it is really difficult for this seat to refuse." ”

"Amitabha, the head of the Qi family is dead, and it was at the hands of Mrs. Zun. ”

The abbot's tone aggravated again, and the frost on his face was already visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, Qi Yue's death was really bad for Shaolin. Even if Zhang San came in person, the abbot of Wanfa still didn't mean to reveal it.

"Dead?"

Zhang San was puzzled at first, and then laughed.

Timely...... His face was wonderful, as if he had encountered the funniest thing in the world.

"Great monk, you won't frame me, right? It's not right to talk about dead people, if the head of the Qi family really agrees, then you can go back and wait, when he will be reincarnated and reborn, it's not too late for you Shaolin to find him to build a branch......

Above the rainbow, Zhang San waved his hand like catching a fly, and his face was just written that he would not send it away.

Timely......

Extremely high in the sky, Wanfa fell into the wind and messy!