The Crimson Master's heart moved, and his eyes were fiery, and sure enough, he saw that the mountains were undulating, and he had already given birth to spiritual wisdom.

Mountains become spirits, which is extremely rare.

In ancient times, that is, the gods raised by the gods and the earth, were born to hold the authority of one party, after all, their essence is a part of the heaven and the earth.

"Let me ask you again, why did you kill the members of my Heavenly Division?"

Fu Qiu looked aggrieved, and the stone man's face showed obvious resentment.

"There are corrupt officials and corrupt officials in the local area, lawless and powerful, the people prayed with me, I killed them according to the memory inheritance, and the people worshipped them, and left their descendants and the temple to protect them, and never harmed anyone. I just hope that in this way, I can get incense to worship and improve my cultivation. ”

"On that day, when someone came to commit a crime, they did not report to their homes, and they killed people when they saw them, and the believers were killed and wounded innumerably, and my heirs only then came out against the enemy."

"After capturing this Hua Dutong, he told me that he understood the general trend of the world and the fortune of the dynasty, and only then did he realize that he had made a big mistake, so he hurriedly released Dutong, and attached himself to the book, praying for peace."

"I didn't think about it, today, Hua Dutong took the Venerable Master to the mountain gate."

Fu Qiu glanced at Hua Changnian in a rather complaining tone, and then looked at the Crimson Master with an aggrieved face, his eyes were pitiful, which was in stark contrast to the tall image, and he looked even more honest.

In an instant, he created an image in front of the Crimson Venerable Master - a fledgling, honest and honest, but not familiar with the world, coupled with the spirit of the mountains, he was born extraordinary, which was even more in line with the Crimson Venerable's eyes.

It is even in line with the experience of the Crimson Master when he was young.

He is also a fire Jiaocheng, with a noble bloodline, he also does not know the world, his nature dictates it, he makes waves in the Jing River, thinks he is playing, and finally is surrendered by the commander of the prison and trained to be like this.

The Crimson Venerable suddenly frowned and looked at Hua Changnian: "What he said is true?" ”

Hua Changnian bowed his head slightly, a little hesitant, and finally, he didn't dare to hide it: "What he said is true." ”

"Humph!"

How could the Crimson Venerable Master not know that he was being used, he waved his sleeves and immediately knocked Hua Perennial dozens of meters away, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"Boy of the Hua family, you are here by taking advantage of his seat, today you will be punished with a big precept, and you will find your ancestor again in the coming day to discuss this matter."

Hua perennially bowed her head: "Thank you Master for your mercy." ”

Fang Wuan and the others were dumbfounded, and before the thief was punished, his own family was infighting.

But no one dares to say anything, the big people act, who dares to participate in it, it is too long.

Especially Fang Wu'an, he was considered an insider in this matter, and he could only act like an ostrich at this time, otherwise he would not be able to resist the Venerable Master's palm.

The Crimson Venerable Master looked at the stone man Fu Qiu again: "It stands to reason that although there is a reason for what you have done, it has all been made a big mistake, and it is even more unforgivable to kill the officials of the imperial court without permission. ”

Just when the flowers were frightened all the year round, Fang Wuan and others were overjoyed.

The Crimson Venerable Master's voice changed, but he seemed to be friendly after all: "Remembering that you are young and ignorant, you can become a spirit, this seat is also a small punishment and a big precept today, take me a palm, this matter has been revealed, I agree with your recruitment." ”

Fu Qiu's honest face hurriedly showed a happy expression, looking silly, and his mouth was buzzing.

"Thank you, Venerable Master."

"Please also ask the Venerable Master to take action, I am naturally thick-skinned, and the Venerable Master will use it at will."

The Crimson Venerable Master smiled lightly, after all, he didn't understand the world, he couldn't say anything about flattery, he had a good heart.

However, he wasn't going to keep too many hands, just to see the color of this mountain spirit.

This place is the home of this mountain spirit, and the luck of the Dharma is increased, and it is the thick mountain mountain spirit, and to a certain extent, it also restrains him.

The Crimson Venerable Master believed that this little fellow would definitely be able to catch his palm, but it was not too late to retract his strength.

With a casual lift, above the heavenly dome, a fiery red giant palm appeared, pressing towards the stone man, and a huge pressure came.

Boom~Boom~Boom~

In an instant, the firelight splashed, and the upper body of the stone man completely turned into rubble, accompanied by a scream, it cracked in all directions, and a large area of rolling stones fell, and there was no light.

The stone figures gathered again, but they had already shrunk in a circle, and their height seemed to have shrunk by half, leaving only a little more than fifty meters left.

Shiren touched his head, and there was some panic in his eyes: "The real person's palm is too heavy, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch two palms." ”

The Crimson Master smiled lightly and glanced up at the stone man, who he thought would use the terrain and authority to bless him, or hide directly in the leylines.

Unexpectedly, this little guy leaned on his body and took his palm stiffly, and he was really an honest man.

"Today you are slapped by me, and the matter is revealed."

"The matter of Zhao'an, since you have mastered the position of the Tiger Whisker Mountain Jun, I will write to the court to reward the priesthood and give you the magic trick, lest you become a wild god and a hair god."

Shiren hummed and respectfully: "Thank you, Master." ”

The Crimson Master laughed and waved his sleeves lightly: "Let's practice well, take you to become a Dao Yin Monarch, and then you can get out of your body, not restricted by your body, walk with the Quartet, and we will meet again in the future." ”

He drew a big cake for Fu Qiu, but he didn't know that Fu Qiu was born with a mountain and was not limited by the mountain range itself at all.

Farewell to the Crimson Venerable Master and his party.

In the dungeon, Fu Qiu smiled lightly: "This Venerable Master is really a refreshing person, the Venerable Master of the Yuan Shen is not weak." ”

That is, it is not weak, far from giving him that unshakable sense of powerlessness.

Whether he can fight or not, Fu Qiu can't say clearly, but he doesn't need to fight, he relies on the wings of the imperial court and concentrates on development, which is very in line with his thoughts.

……

A few days later.

On the tall cloud bed, Fu Qiu was wearing a white single coat and lying on his side, revealing large sturdy muscles.

Solving the troubles of the imperial court, he was in a good mood.

It's also time to relax.

At this time, although there is no wine pond and meat forest, there is a female ghost with a graceful posture and a murderous weapon serving closely, with warm jade lotus limbs, soft words of tulle, and constant moaning and laughter, anyone who sees it will sigh the depravity of life.

Fu Qiu can't help it, these female ghosts have to practice, rather than letting them absorb the yang energy of others, it is better for him to stand up.

Anyway, he recovers quickly, which can be described as a perpetual motion machine.

As long as you dilute a little pure yang qi, you can satisfy everyone, and it can be said that the merit is immeasurable.

"Hee-hee! People's throats are swollen. ”

The space was slightly distorted, and Chu Renmei's figure suddenly appeared, and she arched her hand at Fu Qiu: "Master, I have found Nanruo Temple!" ”

Fu Qiu's heart moved: "Follow the scholar to find it?" ”

"Hmm!"

Chu Renmei nodded, in view of Ning Caichen's special fate, they had always left a trail of signals, monitoring this scholar's every move.

"But the subordinates didn't get close, and there seemed to be a majestic sword aura in the temple, aggressive."

Fu Qiu nodded, and secretly said that this should be Yan Chixia.

"I know, give me the address, I'll go myself."