"System!

Ten days later, Zhang Tiandao crossed his knees in the demonic qi world and said in a deep voice, everything in the Buddhist Gate is handed over to Li Xuanji, even if it is only one day, Zhang Tiandao is also arranged,

It was really the opening ceremony of the day, which shocked the whole country, causing the excited people to find out the address and all went straight to Foyuan Mountain.

Although ten days have passed, everyone's emotions are still high, and they are full of tricks for their apprenticeship, and even say that they are the reincarnation of Jigong.

The rest are all with abilities, what is the eye of the sky, yin and yang eyes, born Buddha bones, countless, Zhang Tiandao only found out at this time that the water polo is not a small world, there must be a secret in it, otherwise how can such a talented person be born,

"Ding! Journey through the Eight Worlds of the Heavenly Dragon Begins! Location: Swallow Dock!"

"Ding!

As the system's words fell, the familiar feeling came again, and Zhang Tiandao's figure disappeared in an instant in the demonic qi world, and suddenly appeared in the Tianlong Babu world.

"Ding! Discover the task, sweep the martial arts! Dominate the rivers and lakes, Shaolin dares to claim that the world's martial arts are out of Shaolin, arrogant to the extreme, to the Buddha Gate and where! Steal Shaolin martial arts, time is not limited!"

Zhang Tiandao just opened his eyes, and the prompt sound of the system suddenly sounded, Zhang Tiandao's face was a little strange, and he actually wanted to steal Buddhism martial arts.

It's just a hindrance to his noble qualities, "But I like it!" Zhang Tiandao said with a smile, the new establishment of Buddhism is in need of martial arts.

Shaolin is simply a fat sheep sent up, of course, Zhang Tiandao will just steal martial arts, as for what Shaolin will do in the future, it's a big deal to ask them to transcribe some copies,

"Death is imminent, it is difficult to protect yourself, you still have the heart of pity and cherishing jade, you girl don't have to pretend to be a ghost anymore, who is in charge of the affairs of the house?

Duan Gongzi remembered in his heart that he had a full set of six-vein divine sword swords, but he didn't know martial arts, so it was difficult to use them. Tomorrow I will burn him in front of Mr. Murong's grave, Mr. Murong knows underground, and he will understand that his old friend will live up to the promise of the year. ”

The voice came from outside, Zhang Tiandao's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, it was the Tubo National Master Gu Mozhi carrying Duan Yu to the Swallow Dock,

At this time, it was the old man who Azhu was pretending to be teasing Gu Mozhi, but it was a pity that Gu Mozhi's generation of martial arts masters was actually played by a young girl.

"Amitabha! If the poor monks think well, all the poor monks in Swallow Dock can call the shots!"

A smile appeared at the corner of Zhang Tiandao's mouth, this is the beginning of the story of Tianlong Babu, which can be described as a wonderful moment, I don't know how Murong Fu is, he said, and walked out of the room outside the pavilion,

"Who are you" Before Gu Mozhi could speak, Ah Zhu, Ah Bi, said directly in shock, Fang Cai was obviously empty,

"Poor monk Gu Mozhi, I don't know who the master is, what does it have to do with the old benefactor of Murong?"

Gu Mozhi frowned, completely ignoring Ah Zhu and Ah Bi's words, and asked Zhang Tiandao, shocked in his heart, relying on his martial arts cultivation, he didn't even find anyone approaching,

"I have heard the name of the national teacher for a long time, but unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to see it, the poor monk is Murong Fu's uncle!"

Zhang Tiandao nodded lightly, his eyes looked into the room, two pretty, elf-looking and eccentric women, guessing in his heart that it must be Ah Zhu, Ah Bi,

I was silently a little lost in my heart, not for any other desire, but for the sigh of creation and making people, two dignified and beautiful, gentle and elegant women,

It turned out to be a tragedy, Ah Zhu died in the hands of his lover Xiao Feng, causing Xiao Feng to feel guilty all his life, Ah Bi admired Murong Fu,

But Murong Fu's mind is full of recovering the country, and he doesn't even care about Wang Yuyan, who is as beautiful as a fairy, not to mention Ah Bi, in the end, he turned out to be a madman, Ah Bi's affection and sexuality.

His eyes moved, looking at Duan Yu on the side, Gu Mozhi looked exactly the same as Tianlong Babu, Duan Yu is a typical handsome man,

Exuding a noble aura on his body, Zhang Tiandao was a little looking forward to seeing Murong Fu at this time, after all, Duan Yu, who had just debuted, had such a demeanor,

So Murong Fu, who is at his peak, has such a peerless elegance at this time, at the age of twenty-seven or eighteen, wearing a light yellow shirt and a long sword hanging from his waist, he is a chic and elegant Murong Gongzi

"Who the hell are you? Why haven't I heard Childe talk about you?"

Azhu pulled Abi back, but he didn't believe Zhang Tiandao, after all, they hadn't seen Zhang Tiandao at all.

Of course you don't know the poor monk, the four retainers of the Murong family, Deng Baichuan, Gongye Qian, have different bags, and they should still know the poor monks!"

Zhang Tiandao smiled, Murong Fu was still a child when he came, Ah Zhu, Ah Bi was probably not born yet, how could he know him,

"Hehehe, this master, I'm afraid you're joking, your age doesn't seem to be more than ten years old!"

Duan Yu said on the side, Gu Mozhi did not stop it, obviously acquiescing to Duan Yu's words, after all, if Zhang Tiandao has been here for eighteen years,

Then at this time, it should be in his forties, of course, it cannot be ruled out that Zhang Tiandao's age was only about one or two years old, but the probability is very small.

"Amitabha! The poor monk is twenty-two years old this year, but if you follow the time here, the poor monk is forty years old!"

Zhang Tiandao's words were flat, explained, and then continued: "I don't know what happened to the national teacher here?"

Zhang Tiandao still appreciates Gu Mozhi very much, although he has fewer appearances, he can leave a deep impression in people's hearts.

From the end, even in the face of Xiao Feng, Xiao Yuanshan, and even the sweeping monk, he did not flinch, and always stood with Murong Bo.

Thinking in his heart, Zhang Tiandao looked indifferent, walked towards the seat at the top of the pavilion, and sat down steadily.

"The old monk once agreed with the old benefactor of Murong that he came here this time because he promised that the old monk Murong would bring the secret book of the six-vein divine sword to the old benefactor Murong to dedicate to the old benefactor!"

Gu Mozhi looked at Zhang Tiandao carefully, no matter how he looked at it, he was a mortal, and then said.

"Amitabha! Six-vein Divine Sword! Dali Duan's Supreme Martial Arts!The World's No. 1 Divine Sword!" Zhang Tiandao searched his memory and told all the knowledge about the six-vein divine sword in his mind.

"Exactly! I wonder if the master can take the poor monk to the grave of the old benefactor of Murong to pay respects!" Gu Mozhi continued, admiring Zhang Tiandao's knowledge in his heart.

"But, Azhu and take the national teacher to the grave to worship!"

Zhang Tiandao agreed directly, but forgot about Azhu, Abi didn't know him at all, let alone believe it, and when the words came out, he was naturally rejected by Azhu.

"It's early today, why don't you advance tomorrow?" said Azhu smartly,

Zhang Tiandao looked at Ah Zhu, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, it was a pity to marry Xiao Feng, it was better to marry Tianfeng to avoid the danger of falling, and then said: "Yes, please also ask Ah Zhu to inform Murong's nephew as soon as possible, and inform him that his uncle is coming, and he will miss it for a few years!"

(To be continued.) )