The monk's brow gradually furrowed.

The bonfire in Zhao's camp was bright, the flames were stirred by the wind blowing from the river, beating restlessly and restlessly, beeping, and the firelight kept swaying. The wind fuels the fire, and the bonfire gets brighter and brighter the more it blows.

Many scenes in the camp were illuminated by the firelight.

The monk immortalized the bonfire in front of Zhao Peng.

As a result, when the warrior monk frowned, the wrinkles on his face were clearly revealed, and he could even see that there were a few dark gray spots on his bronzed cheeks.

This is age spots.

Only old people will have such spots on their faces.

The life span of people in the Xuanmen is longer than that of ordinary people, especially the great master of the Xuanmen, who can live to be two hundred and seventy or eighty years old, even when he is old, because of the support of his martial arts strength, the vitality in his body is far more vigorous than that of ordinary people, even if he is more than two hundred years old, such old age spots will never appear on his face.

Unless, the person has little life left!

Although the monk immortal did not release the martial arts momentum in front of Zhao Peng, but this person has the responsibility of guarding the gate of the warrior monk's hall, and his status in the warrior monk's hall is definitely not low, and this time the warrior monk's hall sent a team of warrior monks to help Zhao Peng, and the leader is this monk immortal......

This person should be the Grand Master of the Xuanmen.

The old age spots on his face mean that this monk should have lived for more than two hundred years, and even reached the point where he ran out of oil and dried up, and was about to run out of life, and his body and soul were destroyed.

As the saying goes, seventy is smooth.

It means that the longer a person lives, the more peaceful his mind will be, and when he reaches the age of seventy, then he will be able to listen calmly to whatever others say in front of him.

What about two hundred and seventy or eighty years old?

No wonder this monk immortal speaks, his tone is very gentle, he led people to the Zhao family camp by the river, he is also peaceful, and he has doubts about Zhao Peng's actions in his heart, but there is no dissatisfaction and anger.

It stands to reason that the monk should be angry.

After all, Zhao Peng ordered Guanlan to go to the Warrior Monk's Hall to find someone to help, and directly expressed his refusal to help, the two sides were friends rather than enemies, and there was a threat in his words, but the monk Immortal seemed to have forgotten Zhao Peng's threat to the Warrior Monk's Palace.

"Your Excellency just came to the Eastern Tang Dynasty, and the forces of all parties in the Tang Dynasty have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the near future, so why do you have to fight and kill. In this martial arts world, although the strong are respected and killing is rampant, if you tolerate everything a little, take a step back and open the sky, more things are better than less, why bother yourself?"

As the monk spoke, he spread out his hands behind his back and placed them in front of him.

In the palm of his hand, he grabbed a bundle of dead grass.

The night was cold and the dew was heavy.

The dew stained on the dead grass scorched and shone under the light of the bonfire, like a transparent pearl, and the dew fell with the gentle shaking of the palm of the monk's immortal hand.

The monk's immortal ten fingers changed, weaving the bundle of dry grass in his hand in front of Zhao Peng, in just a few breaths, he compiled a simple straw mat with a radius of two or three feet, he casually put the straw mat on the ground, and then bent his legs, sat on the ground, and said: "If I want to sit here, I can ask your Excellency to lend me a stool, or you can ask your Excellency to lend me a futon, if you don't borrow it, wouldn't I have a grudge with Your Excellency, and then reprimand and scold each other, and then fight, and even kill each other to death." Now I do it myself, weaving straw mats, and I don't need to bother Your Excellency, so naturally I will not have a grudge with Your Excellency. If you feel that I am sitting here in your way, I will move my position a little away, if you think I am an eyesore, I just have to go away, if you see me, I will be annoyed, I just have to stay away from you, and I will not see you. In this way, there will be no grudges between you and me, let alone fighting, killing and killing......"

The surrounding warrior monks sat down when they saw that the monk was immortal, and they also took out the dry grass that had been prepared long ago, and woven it into a straw mat with their hands.

The monk immortalized that everyone around him had already sat down, but Zhao Peng ignored him, so the old warrior monk simply sat cross-legged on the straw mat, closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually evened, as if he had fallen asleep.

This old warrior monk seems to have grown old.

It's hard to deal with!

The words of the old warrior monk just now seemed to be seamless, full of words full of more things than less, and the meaning of taking a step back and opening up the sky is difficult to refute.

Zhao Peng is not good at arguing with people, nor does he like to argue with people, what he is best at is fighting when he disagrees. But now the old warrior monk in front of him is like an ally who came to help him in the war, and the two sides have no grievances or hatreds, and Zhao Peng has no reason to do anything.

However, Zhao Peng was unhappy in his heart.

No matter who it is, after being preached crookedly by an old man, they will feel unhappy, let alone a brave and strong person like Zhao Peng?

"Guanlan! Quickly take out the jasper carved futons given to me by Prince Yi, the warrior monks are my Zhao family's allies, and they came to help my Zhao family fight, how can they easily sit on the ground?"

Zhao Peng looked at the many warrior monks sitting on the ground with their eyes closed and their eyebrows lowered, motionless like puppets, and immediately gave an order.

"Obey!"

Guanlan turned away, and in a short time came back with a lot of jade futons, she didn't allow the warrior monks to say anything, so she put the futons next to the warrior monks one by one.

Many warrior monks' expressions moved slightly, but no one sat on those jasper-textured futons, and still sat on the straw mats.

Especially the monk immortal, he didn't even move his eyelids, as if he suddenly died violently, dying on the straw mat, and the whole person was hard.

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are here to help in the war, you are all my Zhao family's distinguished guests! Over the years, although my Zhao family has been worse than a year by year, and its prestige has been damaged day by day, but my Zhao family is a martial arts world inherited from ancient times after all, and it still has the dignity of an ancient family! Since you are distinguished guests, my Zhao family should entertain you with the number of courtesies to entertain distinguished guests, if you don't even refuse to sit on a futon made of jasper, won't you not give my Zhao family face?"

"I don't know how many pairs of eyes are hiding in the dark tonight and peeping at my Zhao family's camp, if this matter spreads, won't my Zhao family's face be gloomy?"

"You warrior monks and my Zhao family are friends and not enemies, the ancestor of your warrior monk lineage, and the ancestor of my Zhao family, are the robe brothers who share life and death, is it possible that after many years, the relationship between your warrior monk and my Zhao family has been divided to the point where you are not even willing to sit on the futon of my Zhao family?"

Zhao Peng said three words in a row, and his eyes were already a little sharp.

Alas!

The monk immortalized the old eyes and dizzy eyelids, shook his head abruptly, turned his head to the surrounding warrior monks and said: "The Zhao family is very gracious, you might as well sit on the futon prepared by the Zhao family, and it can be regarded as inheriting the good intentions of the head of the Zhao family." I am an old man who is already dying, I don't like to sit on the futon, I have been sitting on the ground on weekdays, anyway, I will be buried in the soil sooner or later, now I touch the ground earlier, touch the dirt and dust, it can be regarded as for life, old age, sickness and death, make some preparations in advance. ”

Hearing this, the surrounding warrior monks sat on the futon made of jasper.

"It's hard to resist a hospitality!"

The fierce color in Zhao Peng's eyes disappeared, but his tone became more and more fierce, "Your Excellency, you said before, just get out of the way, avoid, and dodge, and you can take a step back and open the sky." But although you dodged the futon I took out, all the warrior monks you brought with you were spared, and they all sat on the futon. ”

At this moment, the monk immortal knew that he was calculated by Zhao Peng, but he was not shocked or angry, but with a gentle smile on his face, he praised it: "Monk Bu Er has a Hongyan biography to send your news back to my warrior monk hall, the letter only said that Zhao Peng is brave and fierce, with courage and no need to plan, but he can also be invincible, now it seems that Your Excellency is wise and brave, and Monk Bu Er only sees the surface!"

"I'm not good at strategy, it's just a whim, using this futon thing, just talking about things. ”

Zhao Peng slowly stood up, pointed to the towering city of the Tang Emperor in the distance under the moonlight at night, and said: "The Eastern Tang Dynasty, with a radius of more than 100,000 miles, a population of 10,000, and many masters, I don't know how many people with advanced wisdom and wisdom are far stronger than me. Even a person like me who is brave and not good at scheming, Your Excellency can't let go, can't avoid, can't dodge, let alone those who are resourceful?"

The monk smiled slightly, and then stopped talking.

"Your Excellency can get away, avoid, and dodge because behind your Excellency, there is an immortal hall of warrior monks, with three thousand warrior monks, and many great masters of the Xuanmen Sect as your backing. In this world of Star Martial Arts, who dares to provoke Your Excellency easily?"

Zhao Peng said again: "If Your Excellency is indomitable and never retreats, I am afraid that in this Shouxing Martial Arts World, when others see Your Excellency, they must get out of the way, avoid, dodge, why do you need Your Excellency to retreat half a step?

The monk was silent.

Zhao Peng suddenly said: "Self-awakening martial arts bloodline, the first day I stepped into the door of martial arts, I said to people, I am on the way to martial arts, only people are afraid of me, I dare not provoke me, and there is no other thought of weakness!

The monk sighed: "That's it, you can do whatever you want, now more than 20 warrior monks in my warrior monk hall are here to help you, all listen to the orders of you, the head of the Zhao family, and do whatever you say." ”

Zhao Peng stared at the Tang Imperial Capital in the distance and asked, "Your Excellency and the surrounding warrior monks, how is your strength?"

The monk replied: "I am the great master of the Xuanmen, and the rest of the people are all the masters of the Xuanmen. ”

"That's it!"

Zhao Peng said: "Not long ago, there was a Feng Chi of the Rainbow Demon Sect who sent me a letter asking me to go to the Sky Covering Tower for an appointment in three days. Perhaps, when that day comes, it will be the time for you, the warrior monk, to help my Zhao family kill the first person. ”