"Old lady!"

Ning Ke used all his strength, and sent several wind blades in succession to slash at the three Taoists, forcing the Taoist priest back, and flew to his uncle's side.

"It's fine, it doesn't hurt. The old man got up from the ground and tried to pick up the sticks.

Ning Ke released his divine sense, swept into the pocket of his uncle's pants, and sensed that the jade pendant, which was originally intact, was also full of cracks and had lost its luster.

He knew that the jade pendant had already released the amount of energy from the protector.

He sighed and said to the three Taoist priests, "Don't fight, the jade pendant is for you." As he spoke, he took out the two jade pendants from his uncle's trouser pocket and threw them to the older Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest took the jade pendant and tried his best to hide his joy, seeing that there were more and more pedestrians surrounding him on the street, he hugged his fist at Ning Ke: "Thank you!

Ning Ke listened, and said in a somewhat joking tone: "Tianyi is a real person." ”

The little monk laughed, when Tianyi Zhenren existed, Bajiquan had not yet come out. ”

"The Taoist master misunderstood, I didn't say boxing but exercises. ”

"Really ?!......"

How could that Taoist priest believe it? However, the young man's skills in front of him were too profound, and he was afraid that he had already entered the Xuan level, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, "Could it be that this little layman has really obtained the true inheritance of Tianyi Ancestor?......

However, the jade pendant has already arrived, and there are too many pedestrians on the street, and he is also afraid of extraneous branches. The Taoist priest hugged Ning Ke again, "There will be a period later!", and hurriedly fled with the other two Taoist priests.

Looking at the figure of the three Taoist priests in the distance, Ning Ke secretly hated and said, "I wrote down this account of Longhu Mountain, ......"

He was about to pick up his uncle, but he felt pain all over his body when he raised his arm. Unleashing his senses, he glanced around and found that there were scars from the dust everywhere. This is really a strange thing, I didn't feel any pain in my body when I fought with the Taoist priest just now.

At this time, my uncle's words came close to crying: "500,000, no, 1 million, it's all gone......"

He didn't feel anything if he lost Yu Pei Ning Ke, he believed that it wouldn't be long before he could refine this kind of magic weapon. It's just a pity that he lost a clue that might have found the two thieves who robbed his backpack.

Perhaps, the license plate of the car in which the monk rode is a clue?

Alas, now his skills are too weak, and if he is not in the middle or even late stage of qi refining, he is afraid that it will be in vain to find those two monks.

The two very ghostly monks I saw in the studio just now might be able to provide some clues?

He used his divine sense to try to search the surrounding crowd, but his true qi was too weak, and his perception was faint, and he found nothing.

But he vaguely felt that the two monks should have followed.

Today, I met two greedy monks again, how can I easily stop when I smell the benefits?!

"Alas-" Ning Ke sighed again, picked up the old man who was sitting on the ground, looked at the lively crowd separately, and stopped a taxi.

"Little master, where are you going?"

"Hmm...... Follow the road to the south, just drive south. ”

"Why are you driving south?"

Linwei is in the west of Qiantang City, but his nephew is going south. The old uncle muttered and didn't squeak anymore, he was still sad and sad for the lost jade pendant, the Ning family was short of money all these years!

The car arrived at the embankment of West Lake in a short time.

It's the middle of summer night, the bustling city is full of lush vegetation, lights and shadows, and microwaves. The peach and willow on the embankment are sandwiched, and the lotus flowers that are connected to the lotus exude a faint fragrance, which makes people wonder if they have entered the fairyland of the world.

Being in this place, the heart is relaxed and happy, and you can see the beautiful scenery of West Lake as far as the eye can see.

"Stop, master, please stop. ”

Ning Kecai didn't have the heart to enjoy the surrounding scenery, he suddenly felt a different atmosphere in the nearby park. Attentively, the depths of the park exude a gloomy aura.

What he lacks most now is aura.

The two got out of the car, Ning Ke looked around, and said to the old man, "Old lady, give me the little stone in the back pocket of your pants." ”

"What little rock?"

The uncle admired and confused his young nephew more and more.

In the past, he also knew that his nephew practiced martial arts with his brother-in-law. Unexpectedly, at his young age, he didn't suffer any loss to three Taoist priests today. If he hadn't dragged him back, it wasn't certain who would win and who would lose.

He reached into his pocket, and there was indeed a small stone in his pocket.

"Isn't this the girl's stone? What, what's going on?!How did it ?!...... in my pocket?"

My uncle is like a thief, and he is scared to death.

"I'll explain it to you later, pay attention to secrecy, no one can say anything. Now that you're going home on your own, I've got something to do. Tell Mom that I'm not going back tonight...... By the way, you should change a few more cars on the road, and don't go back to Linwei directly. ”

The uncle refused to go back, and his nephew lost the baby, but he was an adult or followed well. Otherwise, how can I explain what happened to my sister?

Ning Ke was helpless, and said bluntly: "You will only be a burden if you follow......"

The old uncle couldn't help it, so he had to go back to Linwei by himself. When parting, he didn't forget to tell Ning Ke, "This stone has to be returned to others......

The place where Ning Ke got off is Liulang Wenying Park, which is on the shore of the southeast corner of the West Lake. The scenery is pleasant, the lake breeze at night, the willows are green, it is a paradise on earth.

At this time, although it is nearly midnight, there are still tourists in the park who are greedy for scenery and coolness.

"Amitabha, little donor, do a good karma. ”

In the silence, a Buddha horn suddenly sounded in Ning Ke's ears.

Since the last time he was robbed, Ning Ke has a sense of disgust for the monk. As soon as I heard the sound of the Buddha's horn singing, I knew that the two monks in the studio were coming. At this time, the two monks had changed into monks' attire, and their faces were full of charitable smiles.

Ning Ke pretended not to think that the monk was talking to him, and walked straight to the depths of the park.

The two monks also seemed to approve of Ning Ke's approach, and no longer spoke, but followed behind Ning Ke not far away.

The deeper you walk into the park, the more dense and verdant the trees become.

Walking to a temple, Ning Ke paused slightly. Although the lights here are dim, you can still make out the plaque under the top of the eaves in front of the temple, on which is written a powerful and powerful character - "Qian Wang Temple".

Ning Ke saw that there were no more tourists here, so he immediately stepped into the temple, paced leisurely through the foyer, and entered a quiet courtyard.

The environment here is claustrophobic, full of qi and veins, and the feng shui is secretly combined, faintly showing the formation of the universal people who take care of all living beings.

Ning Ke couldn't help but sigh and admired the intentions of the people who built the temple, aiming to carry forward the Taoist classic "Wenchang Emperor Jun Yin Qi Wen", which means that all living beings accumulate yin gong and yin virtue, and have the heart of the whole world to help the people.

There was an abundance of Yin Qi aura here, and Ning Ke tried to run the Three Talents Qi Refining Technique, and found that he could absorb the aura here, and he was very happy.

"Little donor, there is a good fate to end. The monk named Hui Shi, like a dog skin plaster, licked his face and came to Ning Ke.

"Stinky monk!The jade pendant is gone, what do you want?!"

"Amitabha, good, good. Why does the little donor hurt people?"

"Follow me here from the studio, are you a police uncle, or is it the FBI of the United States?"

"The little donor claims to be the descendant of Tianyi Zhenren, and he has a good relationship with the poor monk. ”

"Haha......" Ning Ke felt angry and funny when he heard this, "I said that he is the descendant of Tianyi Zhenren, that's it?...... Even if I am really the descendant of Tianyi Zhenren, I only have a relationship with Taoist priests, what do I have to do with you, a bald donkey monk?!"

"Senior Brother Huishi, don't talk nonsense with him, take it down. ”

"Little benefactor, the temple of poor monks' grievances has a scripture of Tianyi Zhenren....." The monk who was called Senior Brother Huishi noticed that Ning Ke was very impatient and wanted to leave, so he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, the little donor, this is related to the little donor." ”

"Hmm?......" Ning Ke was alone now, but he was bolder, so he couldn't bear to speak.

"Fifty years ago, there was a benefactor surnamed Ning, who fell into the grievance temple of the poor monk, and before he died of illness, he left a book of "Kyushu Yin and Yang Sutra", which was written by Tianyi Zhenren. The last words of the benefactor surnamed Ning are that he hopes that the monks in the poor monk temple can transfer this scripture to the destined people of the Ning family......"

Ning Ke was blinded by the monk's words, a little hesitant, and asked after a while, "Ning family?...... Specifically, see if you, a monk, can say that I believe it?"

"The poor monk doesn't know exactly what happened, only the general one. That year was the climax of the revolution, the father and son of the main line of the Ning family in the capital were chased and killed, and the father fled to the grievance temple to cover his son, and was rescued by the master of the poor monk. But the donor was already old and seriously injured, and although the temple was carefully healed, he died soon in the west. A book he carried called "Kyushu Yin and Yang Sutra" fell in the temple of the poor monk. Over the years, there are still people in the temple who mention the traces of Ning's destined people, and the poor monks steal that today's coincidence, and the small benefactor should be the person who is destined. ”

Ning Ke saw that what the monk said was not like a lie, and he had also heard that there was a grievance temple at the foot of the Yellow Mountain, which was not far away, and he secretly thought that what the monk said might have something to do with my grandfather. But the conversation between the two monks in the studio is to seek my jade pendant!

After thinking about it, the jade pendant had already been snatched by the Taoist priest, what else could these two monks do?

Thinking of this, his mind relaxed a little, and he couldn't help but say, "Master, don't blame me for making a disrespectful remark just now. Today is really unlucky, I wanted to sell the two jade pendants of the family heirloom for some money, but was robbed by three barbarian Taoist priests, and I was angry, so I spoke inappropriately, and asked the master to forgive. You said that the father and son, one fled to your temple and died, what happened to the other?"

"Amitabha, this is for the poor monk's master. Little donor, why don't you go to the temple of grievances with the poor monk now, first, to ask about the Ning family, and second, to get back the scriptures that are your Ning family. ”

Monk Huishi raised his right palm and sang a song, his eyes half-squinted and he stopped talking.

Ning Ke thought about it, my current cultivation is too low, even if the Grievance Temple has my Ning family's scriptures, I am not in a hurry to hug my fists at the monk at this time.

"I have a lot of things to do right now, and I don't have time to go to you. When you have time in the future, you must go to your grievance temple to disturb you. ”

Ning Ke said, turned around and left.

At this moment, Ning Ke could only hear a "swish" in the back of his head, like a whip breaking through the air.

He felt a weapon coming, and he only had time to use his right hand to the back of his head, and with a "snap", a rope was pulled on his arm, and the rope bent a little, and then the rope tip brushed the back of his head quickly.

He only felt a flash of golden flowers in front of him, and then fainted......