The sword array above the night mansion was withdrawn, Bai Bai was restrained by Xiu Yan and Yu Feixiang and returned to the willow house, and the night walking land fell into the courtyard, and the originally lively martial arts arena began to become deserted since the marriage, and I couldn't help but feel the slightest bit unaccustomed.

Looking around, the night walking Lu happened to see that Man was squatting on the ground at this time, thinking about something, and the night walking Lu, who didn't dare to enter the house at this time, could only squat beside Man and look at the place where Man was staring.

In fact, he already knew that the Night Walker Land was coming, but at this time, he was thinking about the key point, and he didn't speak, and the Night Walker didn't open his mouth, so he felt that he could kill a little more time.

After a long time, the sun set and the moon rose. He patted his head and said:

"If you don't understand something, think about it tomorrow, what's the hurry, it's not that you can't live tomorrow."

The injuries on Ye Xinglu's body had healed at this time, and although he didn't know if he was talking to himself, he still replied:

"Makes sense."

As he spoke, he got up and prepared to go back to the house, but he still had to face what he should face, and he couldn't hide from it.

When he heard the night walker speak, he spoke:

"Little Master, what should I call your woman?"

Night Walking Lu thought about it and replied:

"It's better to call the little master."

It's a joy, ha~ How simple it is, and then he just lay down on the martial arts arena and prepared to sleep.

Night Walking Lu pondered for a long time and said:

"Man, why did you go find a room to sleep in?"

Mandao replied:

"The master didn't tell me."

Night Trail:

"Little Master has commanded."

"Ordered."

Then, the man found a random house in the night house to live in, and it happened to be the original night white study, which had a bookcase, furnishings, tables and chairs, and a couch for one person. For the man, one bed is enough, and nothing else should be seen.

It hadn't been taken care of for a few years, and now it was covered with dust, and he brought a bucket of water from the courtyard, but in a moment, the whole library was cleaned up, but it was only a place to stay.

Now, when I come in again, the slightest bookish smell comes into the nose of the barbarian.

Man sniffed and said:

"The smell is still quite good, similar to the smell of the senior sister."

The man who trembled in an instant seemed to remember something, and squatted down directly with his head in his hands, and said with a bitter face:

"It's over, it's over, I forgot to take the sword talisman when I went out, not only that, but I accidentally forgot the senior sister after going down the mountain."

"Eh, it's over, it's over, the master has found it, the senior sister has lost it, it's over, it's over."

After a while, the man who was lying directly on the couch said again:

"Sleep."

Then the rhythmic snoring sounded again.

Lu Xing, who was dangling outside the willow house, didn't dare to enter the door for a long time, thought about it, or pushed the door in, and found that the three girls had already gone to bed to rest, so he crept past and got into the cellar.

Whew~ There is no danger.

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Speaking of Suijia, Suiqing, who was busy with the school during the day, did not return when it was dark, and was still busy on the old site of the soldier's house.

There are seven soldiers in the iQue Heaven Realm and then a Sui Qing with a golden body in the Seven Realms to shoot, and the craftsman will take a horse wherever he points, a horse with a fast speed.

In just half a day's effort, the entire school gate, courtyard, study, reception room, tea room, resting place, and sacrificial room have been built, and now the master craftsman has begun to deal with the details of the courtyard, and the master carpenter has carved on the eaves.

The efficiency is amazing, and the Confucian group who was watching on the side, Dong Mo's eyes twitched, and he opened his mouth to Tai Shiyi and Lian Qing:

"Did you find it?"

Both of them nodded, the corners of Zhou Xiujie's eyes twitched, and he said:

"Isn't this the layout of Achia Academy?"

Dong Mo sighed slowly, he was already relieved, there was no way, he couldn't think about it at all.

Then

, the master craftsman smiled and said:

"A few days ago, a young man dressed as a Taoist in a black robe threw this drawing directly to us, and several of us have been waiting for the start of work all these days, not wanting to be the same as the young man said."

"Besides, it doesn't take much effort, and it can be done when the moon is high. A few of us still don't believe it, we don't want to come here today, but our bodies are abundant, and our minds are open-minded, and with God's help, the moon will be completed as soon as the moon rises, which is incredible."

said that it was good to run a school, but it turned out to be a college, and the Confucian people had a gap in their hearts and there was no trace of it~

I didn't want to, but after a while, another person came, and Xiu Xian directly took out a mustard seed from his arms and said with a smile:

"There's only a few days to prepare, and it's a little hasty, so let's use it first, gentlemen."

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There is a saying that people are short-handed and soft-mouthed.

Dong Mo and his entourage were sorted out by this series of sets.

I shouldn't come, don't think about leaving when I come, but when I want to go, I feel a little reluctant, or I can't pull my face.

Dong Mo's quiet aura was broken for the first time and said:

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Back to before the wedding of Night Xinglu, Xiao Mubai was speechless, since Night Xinglu threw him a skull and a golden essence to break the way. Xiao Mubai, who had a keen intuition, felt that these two treasures had a lot of trouble, and when he participated in the wedding banquet, he directly threw the two treasures to the resting place on weekdays without bringing them.

After returning drunk, he was in constant trouble. In his sleep, an old man in a yellow monk's robe kept shaking Xiao Mubai and said:

"Hey, wake up, wake up."

The drunken Xiao Mubai turned over on the couch and waved his hand and said:

"Don't make trouble~~~"

When people sleep, the gods abdicate, and the gods return to their positions and rest. didn't want the old monk to let Xiao Mubai sleep, and shook the drunk Xiao Mubai no less than seven or eight times a night.

When I got up in the morning, Xiao Muhe was playing a swift stick in the courtyard, and a gust of wind, a gust of wind kept coming.

Xiao Mubai was like losing his soul, baring his teeth and grinning, his mind was full of, hey, wake up, wake up. Speak directly:

"Who? Who did it? I shook Lao Tzu more than ten times in one night."

Xiao Mubai, who sighed, pulled his face, walked to the shelf, washed his face, and looked up at the mirror at this time, and found that a kind-looking old monk appeared in the mirror.

Xiao Mubai, who didn't think much about it, stretched his waist, yawned, and then hid with Xiao Muhe in the dark to listen to Yi Qingfeng and Dong Mo's preaching.

After listening to the sermon, Xiao Mubai, who had a lot of feelings, hid his face in the rest place and never went out, staring at the skull and the golden essence to break the road endlessly.

Originally, when these two treasures were in the hands of the Night Walking Lu, they would still let out a strange laugh from time to time ~giggle~~~~.

In Xiao Mubai's hands, it was very quiet, not only did he not make a sound, but he also looked very peaceful, and the more he looked at Xiao Mubai, the more angry he became.

"What's the trouble?"

Xiao Mubai's eyes were big, and his eyes were small, staring at the skull.

It's a pity that there is no sound, and when the night is in, Xiao Mubai, who is not moving, closed his eyes and began to say:

"Hum Mani Horn Mi Roar"

With the spell rising, the golden cui glaze 13 on the wrist of the left hand this time also slowly dispersed the Buddha's light and placed it in a circle behind Xiao Mubai to rotate slowly along the time, as Xiao Mubai held more and more spells, the golden body of the law phase behind him also slowly condensed, but now it is not a battlefield, and there is no martial arts, Xiao Mubai controls the law phase golden body is about seven feet.

The mantra in the mouth, every breath is recited once, not impatient or impatient, every day to meditate, only sitting, Mao two o'clock, the rest of the time is either to hang out, or to drink, or to find someone to fight again~

For example, during this period of time, I have been quite eye-to-eye with the iron-armed dragon, and it is very uncomfortable to not make a few sentences a day.

Cough~

As time passed, the Buddha's light became more and more condensed, and Xiao Mubai's expression slowly changed from the seriousness at the beginning to a trace of peace. Half an hour's kung fu was empty, and it was no different from a moment, and the golden essence that was originally immovable slowly floated up, slowly flew to Xiao Mubai's body and automatically floated into Faxiang's hand, and the skull had floated to three inches in front of Xiao Mubai's forehead at this time.

After another quarter of an hour or so, the skull bypassed Xiao Mubai, who had entered the meditation, and slowly merged into the law phase.

Just after the child, Xiao Mubai, who had made a decision, had forgotten about the matter of Erbao, went to sleep, and the old monk in the yellow robe appeared again.

Xiao Mubai stared at the old monk and said angrily:

"Bald donkey, you shook me last night and kept me from sleeping?"

"It's the old man."

Xiao Mubai, who was asleep, was about to fight without saying a word, but the old monk dodged it, and then said again:

"Little friend, don't worry, don't worry. I have great benefits for you."

"What's in it?"

When Xiao Mubai heard it, this is not bad.

"I will pass on to you the Vajra mantra, the heart sutra mantra, the Lengjian mantra, the golden body of the Dharma and the golden green glaze, as well as the secret mantra of Hehuan Temple."

"Hi~I thought it was good, I'm not interested~"

With that, Xiao Mubai was about to leave.

No, the old monk directly hugged Xiao Mubai's thigh and said:

"I will give you the orthodox mantle of Hehuan Temple, plus the seventy-two minor supernatural powers, as well as the supernatural powers of the Arhat Hall cultivated by your brother."

"If you don't come, you will give away your mantle for nothing. It's a chore, I don't do it."

"You

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Let's do it."

"Don't do it."

As he spoke, he dragged the old monk to go out of his dream.

I didn't want the old monk to see that this trick was useless, so he began to cry:

"Bitter, I think I have practiced for thousands of years but was destroyed by the conspiracy of my fellow disciples, if I finally grasped the life-saving straw, but I am a righteous layman."

As soon as he heard this, Xiao Mubai was unhappy and replied:

"Wait, there are a couple of issues in this passage that need to be clarified. First, cultivating for thousands of years has been conspired by your fellow disciples as your own stupidity, and it has nothing to do with me. Second, a lifesaver, am I like a straw? And the most important thing is the third, a righteous layman, I Xiao Mubai has to tell my brother about righteousness, if you come up, let me help you, I am full of food. Besides, it is true that the outsiders are not fake, but the way of cultivation, inside and outside the door, is there a big difference, isn't it all about cultivating one's own practice."

The old monk, who was stunned by Xiao Mubai's words, had a more bitter face, and then spoke again:

"Now that the Xuan War is about to start, you don't want the two brothers to follow in the footsteps of the old man because of their lack of strength."

Xiao Mubai, who was slightly stunned, stopped his steps, looked back at the old monk and said:

"You let go first, I'll talk to you."

The old monk who listened to the letter was overjoyed and didn't want to just let go. Xiao Mubai escaped from the dream, got up and went to bed, and saw that the two treasures on the table were gone, and felt that the old monk was probably looking for someone else, so he smiled, and went back to the bed to lie down and fall asleep.

As soon as he was confused, he was dragged into a dream by the old monk again, and Xiao Mubai said bitterly:

"It's you again."

"Little friend, we'll meet again."

Xiao Mubai's eyes turned and he said:

"I have a brother who is also a cultivator of Buddhism, how about you go to find him."

I don't want the old monk to sigh leisurely and say:

"Your brother has inherited the mantle of Hui, and has not yet been discovered by the Kuci Monastery, and if it is discovered, the first thing the monks of the Kuci Monastery will do is to take him back and take the mantle by force."

"Isn't it just a little bit of a bad secret technique, just give it to him."

"Little friend, it's not that simple. The mantle is the root of a temple, the secret words and spells are hidden here, when the sixth ancestor Hui had insight into the plans of his brother in advance, he escaped from the Kuci Temple, and did not know where to go. Now that the mantle of Hui has reappeared in Xizhou, if it is rumored, Kuci Temple must take it

He who kills with a mantle."

cough~ The old monk is not authentic, so he had to lie in order to fool Xiao Mubai. The practice of Kuci Temple, mostly to the bitter deeds of the main, all the teachers and brothers have a mantle inheritance, that is, the mantle is passed on, Kuci Temple will only be treated as a fellow door, and will help when necessary.

Therefore, it is called bitterness.

Xiao Mubai, who was bluffed, pondered non-stop, he was such a brother, and now he was in deep trouble and didn't know it, when he was the eldest brother, he must protect the safety of his brother, after making up his mind, Xiao Mubai said:

"Okay, pass on the mantle of Hehuan Temple to me. What do you want to do?"

When the old monk heard that Xiao Mubai had been deceived, he hurriedly rejoiced:

"Just help me reshape my golden body, and then I can use the secret art of Hehuan Temple to regenerate my flesh and blood."

"So easy?"

Xiao Mubai couldn't believe it.

"It's as simple as that."

"Hey~, scare me, I thought you wanted me to help you destroy Hehuan Temple."

"No, no."

"That's easy, I'll find mud tomorrow and paste a golden body for you."

The old monk looked sluggish and couldn't speak for a long time.

Xiao Mubai scratched his head embarrassedly and said:

"Why don't I get a rock?" If you can't do it, I'll give you a gold."

The old monk reminded:

"My golden body is the skeleton of my life, and it was robbed by demons and humans."

When Xiao Mubai heard this, he faintly had a bad feeling and asked:

"What did you do at that time?"

The old monk spoke:

"Half Ancestor."

Xiao Mubai couldn't understand and asked:

"Tell me something I can understand."

The old monk smiled:

"Complete."

When Xiao Mubai heard this, he laughed endlessly, and said directly and decisively:

"I'm sorry, farewell~"

The old monk probably knew that he was going to run, so he hugged Xiao Mubai's thigh again and said:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, although I only have a skull left, but all the primordial gods are hidden here, I was attacked by more than twenty Buddha cultivators and demons of the first level of the Nine Realms before I lost, there is a chance, there is a chance."

"Dozen? Dozen? Offending the Great Demon of the Nine Realms is a long life, and not long ago, three Demon Monarchs of the Nine Realms came so hard to fight, more than twenty? Farewell~"

Xiao Mubai dragged the old monk out of his dream.

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