Qi Youfang also felt that this score was a little embarrassing, and picked up the teacup and drank tea to cover up, not knowing how to continue for a while.

Liu Xia quickly calmed down and asked, "Master Qi said that a thousand years ago, your sect suffered heavy losses and its strength was greatly reduced, why is the score still so close?"

"If I only rely on the strength of my Demon Sect itself, I am afraid that I will lose a long time ago, so the ancestor of my sect came up with a way to hire young talents from the rivers and lakes at a high price to temporarily join our sect and fight on our behalf!"

In this case, why don't you look for people from the rivers and lakes for the last time, after all, in terms of cultivation, Liu Xia's second-grade cultivation is really not enough.

Qi Youfang continued: "We also doubted Master's decision before, and it wasn't until we met Liu Shaoxia that we understood Master's painstaking efforts, I think Master made this decision because he believed in the vision of Senior Qin. ”

Liu Xia glanced at Uncle An when he heard this, the latter was there, his face was expressionless, only Liu Xia knew that Uncle An didn't pay much attention to this matter at all, and it was purely an accident to meet him.

The most important moment came, Liu Xia stared at Qi Youfang and asked, "Why didn't the last spell that Yan Fei cast hurt me?"

Qi Youfang's eyes suddenly became hot, and he said word by word: "This matter still needs to be confirmed by the elders of this sect personally, if my expectations are correct, Liu Shaoxia should be the chosen son." ”

Uncle An didn't know what the chosen son was, but it didn't prevent him from being shocked, these four words sounded like a bullish smell, tsk, God's son, it's really a stinky fart.

Liu Xia was overjoyed in his heart, a smile bloomed on his face, did the aura of the legendary protagonist finally come?

"Can Master Qi elaborate? ”

"I don't know anything specific, the Chosen One only exists in legends, and there has never been a real person for thousands of years. ”

"Hehe, don't worry!"

At this moment, He Sangu came out of the back hall, holding a one-foot-long stick in her left hand and a brocade box in her right hand.

This is the legendary magic wand, and the appearance is too frustrating! Any bamboo is a hundred times more beautiful than it.

Not to mention the shortness of the magic wand, one of them is also swollen like a peach, and the overall color is gray and yellow, which is a very accurate interpretation of the highest level of short and ugly frustration.

Liu Xia looked at Uncle An gloatingly, and his face, which had always been deep and expressive, trembled unnaturally.

"Congratulations to Uncle An for his unity and strength, I think it won't be long before the people in the rivers and lakes will be able to appreciate your style again. ”

"Hehe!" Qi Youfang also wanted to say something congratulatory, but after seeing Uncle An's stiff face, he still dispelled this thought, and was surprised by the relationship between Liu Xia and Uncle An, and dared to joke about the masquerade Yama, how many people can there be in this world?

Uncle An took the magic stick, secretly luck the magic man, the golden light on the magic stick shines, penetrates the roof, and shines through the air, the people of the entire Panlong Town have witnessed this vision, and the people who react quickly understand that there is a divine soldier in the world, but after feeling the strong Buddhist breath in it, they can only sigh with joy.

At the entrance of Panlong Town, two monks, one old and one young, suddenly stopped, and the old monk looked at the golden light blooming in the air, and proclaimed the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

The voice passed through most of Panlong Town and sounded directly in the hall where Liu Xia was.

"What a gut!" Uncle An suddenly stood up and shouted angrily.

In an instant, Uncle An's momentum suddenly exploded, like a mountain approaching, like the sea pouring down, showing the demeanor of one of the top ten masters of the evil way in the past.

He Sangu originally despised Uncle An, and secretly felt that it did not match the rumors, until she saw this scene, she deeply understood that this old man who seemed to be honest was so terrifying.

The golden light dissipated, Uncle An restrained his breath, regained his honest appearance, and his expression was slightly satisfied, it seemed that the magic wand was real.

Liu Xia asked, "What happened just now?"

"It's just an old bald donkey in the Buddha Temple, don't worry!"

Uncle An said it lightly, and the three people present were terrified when they heard it, Gui Buddha Temple, Tianyi Dao and Shenjian Sect are called the Three Immortal Sects outside the world, and their status is transcendent, and they dare not offend these three sects because of the rampant nature of the Divine Division.

As if remembering something, Qi Youfang showed a scared expression, made a movement to wipe his sweat, and glanced at Uncle An cautiously.

The corners of Uncle An's mouth moved, and with a wave of his hand, he threw a jade pendant to Qi Youfang, Qi Youfang took the jade pendant, checked it over and over again, confirmed that it was true, and then carefully put it in his arms.

Liu Xia took the brocade box and wanted to open it, but was stopped by Uncle An, took the brocade box from his hand, and said, "It's true!"

When the requiem grass arrived, Liu Xia felt relaxed in his heart, and said to Qi Youfang: "Master Qi can tell me in detail about the life-and-death duel." ”

After listening to Qi Youfang's words, Liu Xia realized how dangerous the errand he took was to be.

The inheritance of the Demon Gate is divided into two parts, one part is from the elders of the sect, and the other part is from the jade. In the past three hundred years, the Fu Demon Sect has never won a life-and-death duel, so the disciples of their sect have not participated in the jade bi for two hundred and seventy years, and the sect inheritance is almost broken.

On the contrary, the Demon Sect became more and more prosperous, leaving the Demon Demon Gate far behind in the cultivation of the younger generation of disciples. In addition, the Demon Sect does not know where the forces are united, and they also place non-disciples in the five-person duel of life and death, and each time they are the cultivation of the peak of the three grades, which makes the situation of the Demon Sect even more dangerous.

The two sects of the life and death duel each sent five people to participate, and the cultivation could not exceed four grades, that is, the soul realm, despite this, the Fu Demon Sect had spent countless spirit stones in order to recruit young geniuses.

Seven days later is the day when the duel between life and death begins, but it is a pity that the Demon Gate still needs one person to assemble a team of five.

"Originally, I didn't have confidence, but the appearance of Liu Shaoxia gave me hope. Qi Youfang has great trust in Liu Xia.

Liu Xia smiled silently, but he really didn't know where Qi Youfang's confidence came from.

At this time, Qi Youfang stood up and said to Liu Xia: "Liu Shaoxia, please come with me, the elders of my sect want to see you." ”

This is to verify the authenticity of the Chosen Son, Liu Xia followed Qi Youxiang and walked behind, and Uncle An sat quietly and waited.

Half an hour later, the two came out from behind together, Liu Xia was still smiling, Qi Youfang's expression was calm, and he couldn't see anything.

"Master Qi, I'll leave first. ”

"Looking forward to Liu Shaoxia's arrival again. ”

The two staged a parting scene where the guests of honor were happy, and Uncle An was puzzled. When leaving the blacksmith shop, Liu Xia picked up Wufeng and Shi Shiran left.

After walking for a while, Uncle An finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you the Chosen Son, what is the Chosen One?"

Liu Xia shook his head and said, "Don't say it!

Looking at Liu Xia's hateful face, Uncle An really wanted to smash this face, this was the first time he had been angry since he practiced the Demon Suppression Technique.

On the way back, Liu Xia deliberately visited the jewelry store, and very boldly took out four medium-grade spirit stones and bought two jade hairpins, one large and one small.

Uncle An's coffin face is even more rigid, and it can be seen that Liu Xia must have asked for a lot of benefits from Qi Youfang, but he is the one who makes a match, and in the end he made a wedding dress for others.

When he returned to the restaurant, he met Wang Yidao head-on and handed him Wufeng casually. "Let's get back, we're going to stay in Panlong Town for a while. Liu Xia spoke, his footsteps did not stop, and he walked directly to the second floor.

Reaching out to take Wufeng, feeling Wufeng's breath, Wang Yidao's body shook, and then looked at Liu Xia's back with a complicated expression.

At this time, the door of a room on the second floor opened, and two monks, one large and one small, came out of it. Liu Xia and Uncle An stopped and looked over at the same time, just in time to meet the monk's scrutinizing gaze.

The old monk was very old, his white eyebrows were lowered, moving with the wind, holding a Zen staff in his hand, and he was staring at Liu Xia.

The little monk was very young, ** years old, licking the sugar gourd in his hand, and his eyes fell on the demon stick on Uncle An's waist.

"That's my Uncle Tai's Demon Stick, where did you get it?" the little monk pointed to Uncle An and asked in a childish voice.

"Hehe, little monk, guess!" Uncle An replied with a smile.

The old monk took a step across, blocked in front of the little monk, and said in a low voice: "The donor cultivates my Buddhist exercises, why is he so vicious." As he spoke, the old monk stretched out his right hand and stroked it in the air, turning Uncle An's dark energy into invisibility.

"If you want to fight and damage the items, even if you die, I will chop your corpses into minced meat buns to compensate for the loss. The shopkeeper's voice sounded at the right time.

"The devil stick is in my hand, if you want, take it yourself!" Uncle An left a sentence and dodged into his room.

"This friend of mine has just been stimulated and has a short temper, so I ask the master to forgive me. Liu Xia explained with a smile.

"Amitabha!" the old monk said: "It doesn't matter, since I have already cultivated my Buddhism exercises, so that my Buddha has a fate, the old man will let him enter my Buddha's door, and the donor doesn't have to worry." ”

Liu Xia thought to himself, if you can transform the mask Yama, then the Dharma is really boundless.

"The old man looked at the donor's face, I wonder if the donor can tell me his name?"

"My name is Liu Xia, but it is impossible for me to enter your Buddhism, master, don't waste your thoughts. Liu Xia stepped forward, touched the little monk when he passed him, and asked casually, "What's your name?"

"I can't touch my head casually," the little monk said dissatisfiedly: "My name is Buddha Ye, you have to remember." ”

Liu Xia didn't respond, pushed Fang Yimei's room and walked in.

"Brother," Lele shouted happily and threw herself into Liu Xia's arms.

"Look, brother, do you like the gift I bought for you?" Liu Xia took out the small jade hairpin.

"I like it, my brother is the best!" Lele's face bloomed with joy.

Patting Lele's head, Liu Xia came to the side of the bed and asked softly, "Are you awake?"

Fang Yimei was half-lying, her lips were chapped, her face was pale, her eyes were blank, and she didn't react to Liu Xia's words.

Looking at the fish soup that had become cold on the table on the side, Liu Xia put the big jade hairpin on the pillow, picked up the fish soup and prepared to heat it up, when he was about to walk out of the room, he suddenly heard a voice from behind.

"You wait!"