Changsha City, the main altar of Shenxiao Dao.

"Wu Feng'er has been very quick lately. ”

Long Aotian's eyes are like knives, and his words are like knives.

Spring has come, and there is a fragrance of birds and flowers outside the window, but Long Aotian's words still carry the cold of the north wind.

Gu Xichao, who was dressed in gold, listened silently, not knowing how to answer.

In the battle of Muramu, his father Gu Taineng died at the hands of Xue Yiren, and he wanted to take revenge on the temple, and he would only be stronger than his master.

But the current shrine is clearly inaccessible.

Destroying Qingzhou and collecting Jade City, Wu Feng's prestige has reached a peak, who dares to openly rebel within the Divine Hall?

Long Aotian snorted with some annoyance: "That woman in Jade Bi City was also taken by him, although those women are all in the pocket of this Dao Lord sooner or later, but if they are not original, they will be less interesting." “

Gu Xichao bit his lip and asked tentatively, "Isn't it time to send the strongest spy we trained?"

"Ah......" Long Aotian responded: "Count it up, it's time, but ...... I need to teach him a lesson, a lesson immediately. ”

Gu Xichao sighed and said, "But, Dao Master, now we in Jingzhou don't have the ability to attack the Divine Hall at all......"

The battle of Muramu Qi broke a group of generals, including Gu Taineng and Yang Bofu, and everyone in the Jingzhou army has lost their hearts so far. Shenxiao's famous general is only one Red Oni Naomori, and it is difficult to support it alone.

Thinking of the fiasco in that battle, Long Aotian also gritted his teeth, and a resentful look appeared in his eyes.

"However, you can start from inside the temple. Long Aotian took a breath and calmed down his mood and said.

"Dao Master......" Gu Xichao asked, "You mean Su Can, but what can this guy do?"

Not to mention that Su Can is not Wu Feng's opponent at all, there is a highly respected Su Youguang who is in control, and Su Can probably does not dare to openly rebel.

Long Aotian suddenly showed a look of bamboo in his chest, and tapped the table with the wrench in his hand, making a crisp sound.

"If Su Can replaces Wu Feng, it will undoubtedly be too easy to deal with. However, for the weak to replace the strong, a suitable breakthrough is needed. ”

Gu Xichao immediately said: "Please teach the Taoist master." ”

Long Aotian smirked mysteriously: "I have already arranged it, you will know it soon." ”

He suddenly stood up with his hands in his hands and looked out the window at the distant sky.

"Wu Feng, Wu Feng, you are a wild boy after all, and you have a little more thorough understanding of people's hearts. If it wants you to bleed all over your body, why should it be pierced directly on you?"

After speaking, Long Aotian laughed wildly and wildly, the laughter rolled, making the ground tremble, and his big sleeves were windless, as if the Divine Hall was already in his bag!

......

Outside Yiyang City, in Crouching Tiger Village.

Facing the brilliant morning sun, Bai Junlang slowly opened his eyes.

He prefers a quiet mountain village to a rigid and heavy city.

The spring air was full of moisture, but he couldn't help but cover his chest and cough.

Pu Fan's big palm covered his lips, and when the palm was removed, the palm had been stained a light red with blood.

"Annoying dead bald donkey!" Bai Junlang scolded in a low voice.

Even though Zen Master Xuezhai was dead, when he coughed up blood, he still couldn't help but curse angrily once or twice.

Bai Junlang has a strong and belligerent temperament, and since his debut, there have been many vicious fights, and his body will inevitably leave light or serious Taoist dark wounds.

As soon as the rainy weather arrives, ordinary samurai will have an attack on the old wounds on their bodies, and the pain will be unbearable. But when he reached his realm, the secret injuries were suppressed, and he didn't care, and always took indulging in fierce battles as the pleasure of his life, either in the rivers and lakes of chivalry and righteousness, or in the battlefield where blood was full of blood.

Originally, he was in his prime, even if his body could not rest, it would not be a big deal that the dark injury could not be cured. But fighting with Xuezhai's life and death, it was the old bald donkey who injected Buddha power into the depths of his male body, causing all the old injuries.

"Before you are forty years old, do you want to make medicine jars like those old men?" he smiled self-deprecatingly.

He was extremely unconvinced, but the facts told him that after the last battle to conquer Cheongzhou, his injuries had worsened again.

In such a situation, it may take three or five years of recuperation and no contact with others at all before it can be completely recovered.

But he couldn't say that.

He is the undefeated martial god of the temple, and his prestige is shocking to the world. What should people think if they knew that he had been injured by Xuezhai and couldn't do it for several years?

With a sigh, he got up and walked out into the courtyard.

At this time, there were bursts of exclamations in Zhuangzi, one after another.

Bai Junlang was startled and raised his voice: "What's the matter? What are you yelling about?"

The voice was loud and thunderous, and it didn't seem to be hurt at all.

......A middle-aged man in a blue coarse cloth robe leaned up, "There's a fire in the backyard." ”

He is Bai Junlang's butler, surnamed Lin, and has followed him for more than twenty years.

Steward Lin turned out to be a young teacher, robbed by bandits on the road, and was about to be killed, Bai Junlang, who had just debuted, passed by the local area and rescued him.

Bai Junlang looked up, only to see thick smoke billowing and bright red flames scurrying up with the wind.

"Don't panic, everyone! Go get water to put out the fire!" Bai Junlang shouted: "What's so terrible about this little fire?"

The words were like magic, and the servants who were scurrying around in the Zhuangzi quickly calmed down, and rushed out towards the Zhuangmen, going to the stream below the mountain to get water.

There are no wells in the lodge, and the water stored in the tanks has been used up.

Bai Junlang's eyes swept away, estimating that such a fire would not cause much loss, and he was free and easy by nature, and he did not care about money, so he made up his mind, looked at the raging fire with his hands, and waited for the servants to come back with water.

Several stewards put their palms in their sleeves and looked sad.

Bai Junlang was relieved: "Money is something outside the body, not to mention that this villa is just a separate business, and it can't burn many things, what are you worried about?"

Before the words fell, Steward Lin suddenly said: "Master, my subordinates still have important things to report." ”

"Say it. Bai Junlang smiled slightly, revealing a mouth full of neat white teeth.

"In the next ......" Steward Lin's expression suddenly became fierce: "I want your life!"

His figure was already like that of an ape, and he drew a short knife and stabbed angrily at Bai Junlang's side.

After Bai Junlang rescued him, he found that this person was an excellent martial arts seedling, even if he was old, he was still a talent that could be created, so he taught him martial arts, and now Steward Lin is also a master of Zhenye Jiuzhongtian.

He didn't expect that his loyal subordinates would make a sudden attack on him, and Bai Junlang almost didn't react.

But how keenly he was, he waved a palm at the moment, and shook Steward Lin upside down, breaking several ribs, and angrily reprimanded: "Shaft, why is this so?"

The strong wind rolled up again, and the three stewards suddenly rushed towards him at the same time, their eyes bitter and bitter!

The white army waved the wind and struggled to resist, and at this moment, another blazing fire burst out, scorching and scorching, as if it came from outside the sky.

With a flash of inspiration in his mind, Bai Junlang suddenly remembered whose move it was.

But there is another sharp arrow, rolling with a dark blue lightning, straight to the white army wave as a chest!

With such a dense attack, he couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the sudden attack.

He didn't do his best to deal with Steward Lin, as well as several stewards, he just wanted to capture a few people for interrogation, and now that the really terrible attack had arrived, Bai Junlang found that he still lacked some strength in his hands.

Swish!

A cold light stabbed from behind him.

In this direction, it stands to reason that there should be no enemies.

Bai Junlang's mind was completely restrained by the attack from ahead, and he was completely defenseless for a while, and a sharp long knife stabbed him in the back of the heart in an instant!

Bai Junlang roared angrily, his palm burst into thunder, and all the attacks in front of him were shaken back, before his vest exerted his strength and shook the long knife out of his body, he turned his head to look, only to see a beautiful woman being shocked and flying upwards, hitting the eaves, and shaking the tiles.

This woman turned out to be his personal maid!

"Even you ......" Bai Junlang spilled blood from the corner of his mouth, and said with a smile: "Long Ao Heavenly Dao Lord, Jingzhisheng Valley Lord, good ability......"

Long Aotian held the Heaven-Shaking Bow in his hand, his body was suspended in the air, exuding a brilliant brilliance like the sun, and he was like a god: "Su Youguang, if I don't see you die with my own eyes, this Dao Lord can't rest assured......"

As he spoke, another electric arrow shot out: "Do you want to know, why did your subordinates betray you?"

Bai Junlang snorted coldly: "There's no need!"

These people were all rescued by him with his own hands and taught martial arts, which can be regarded as a grace like the sea. But since he betrayed himself, he didn't want to ask the reason, even if his heart was broken!

He is a hero, and heroes shed blood without tears, and they don't have to dwell on such things.

Long Aotian sneered, pointing at Steward Lin, who had broken ribs and bleeding from his mouth: "Say it yourself!"

Steward Lin spit out a knockout of a knocked out front tooth: "Master...... You have been a lifesaver to me, but look at how many years have I been wearing this coarse cloth robe?

Such shameless words made Bai Junlang unbearable, and angrily reprimanded: "Good wine and good meat, why haven't I shared it with you?"

Another steward said: "Yes, drink wine and eat meat together, as if we are brothers, but the wine and meat are gone when we eat them, real money, how many times have you sent it down, sir?"

"Our ability is taught by you, but with this ability, if we leave you, we will have a thousand times the reward, where can we be so poor?"

The white army shook suddenly.

He had always been kind to the people, and he exempted the poor of the land from taxes, so that there was not much surplus.

And he walked the rivers and lakes and gave relief to the poor, and he really deserved to spend a lot of money, and it was inevitable that he would ignore the needs of these relatives and give very little rewards.

It's just that their lives were saved by themselves, and all their kung fu was passed on by themselves.

The ingratitude of the world can go so far!

Long Aotian laughed wildly: "Su Youguang, no, maybe I should call you Bai Junlang." You have lost your name, but you don't even know the most fundamental truth!"

"A bowl of rice raises a benefactor, and a bucket of rice raises an enemy! You can save these people, but you keep them by your side, but when they see that your grain and rice warehouse is full, how can they be willing to be willing to fight one bucket or two buckets? It is very easy for this Dao master to give much more than you!"