"Ran Ran Fairy? Is she Yao Ranran? ”

"It is worthy of being the best fairy in the crowd, this skin is really beautiful!"

"Isn't Fairy Ran Ran's illegitimate daughter Yu Weifeng? Why haven't you returned to Yu's house yet? ”

“……”

Listening to the chattering around her, Yao Ranran got a lot of information from it.

The father-daughter relationship between the patriarch of the Yu family and her was exposed!

The bronze sword in her hand is one of the sealing immortal weapons used by Guanfan Temple to suppress some kind of evil thing.

The monk of Guanfan Temple is about to be found!

"Drop the Sword of Hatred!"

Well, it's already here......

The voice of heaven and man of gentleness and softness, great compassion echoed in her mind.

Yao Ranran held the sword of resentment in her hand tighter!

Mu Jia was stunned for a moment, and spoke up again: "Fairy, please put down the sword of anger in your hand." ”

Yao Ranran shook the bronze sword in her hand, and said helplessly: "I can't put it down!" ”

Mu Jia's eyebrows frowned slightly, "Why should the fairy deceive me." ”

Wu Changde and the others were also anxious, "Yes, fairy, it's useless for you to hold this sword, just give it to the Buddha!" ”

I don't know how Fairy Ran Ran pulled it out, so they left for a while......

Yao Ranran shook her hand hard, "I really can't let it go!" ”

Mu Jiayu clasped his hands together and persuaded: "Fairy, this sword has been guarding this place for many years, and it has long been converted from an immortal weapon to a murder weapon, and it is useless for you to hold it, so let's put it down earlier." ”

“…… I really can't put it down, don't just say it on the sidelines, help me pull it off! ”

"Fairy Ranran, let's help you!"

Wu Changde and the others drew their swords.

Since Yao Ranran was grasping the end of the hilt, Wu Changde and the others could only grasp the rusty blade and pull it outward.

With a thud, the rusty blade slashed across the palms of the two, sending two blood streaks in mid-air.

Wu Changde and the others were stunned.

Whispers exploded all over the place.

"Fairy Ranran, do you want to hand over the Anger Sword?"

"Even if it's a murder weapon, it's an immortal-level sword, it's been put for tens of thousands of years, and the blade is still so sharp!"

"She deliberately hurt the two senior brothers, there are rumors that Fairy Ran Ran is not a kind and innocent woman, and the kindness she shows on the outside is all an illusion! This time, I can't hide my ambitions when I encounter the sword of anger! ”

"It's just ......"

Everyone's discussions, Mu Jiaxuan and Yao Ranran heard it clearly.

Mu Jialu took a step forward, "Since the fairy can't pull it out, the little monk has no choice but to help the fairy." ”

Yao Ranran turned the tip of the sword around, "Come on, come on, quickly pull it out!" ”

Mu Jiayu was slightly stunned, the woman's expression didn't seem to be lying, but how could the sword of anger not be pulled out.

He raised his porcelain-white arm, and the blade of the sword of anger fell on the palm of his hand, and the warm golden light lingered between the blade and his hand, and he used his strength.

…… The sword of anger does not move!

Mu Jia's eyes turned slightly, sweeping over the people with different expressions.

"This Buddha won't be able to pull it out, right?"

"Don't talk nonsense, this is the next presiding officer of the Guanfan Temple, how can he not be able to pull out a mere female cultivator!"

"Why didn't the Buddha snatch the sword of hatred?"

Mu Jiayu ran the Pure Heart Sutra, and his feet sank down three inches, urging the true qi in his body to gather in his palms a little......

Yao Ranran's face was relaxed, hoping that he would take away the bronze sword of the evil sect.

The speed of the flow of true qi became faster and faster, Mu Jiaxuan silently recited the Pure Heart Sutra several times, the golden light in his palm became more and more dazzling, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his feet sank into another three inches......

Rumble!

The golden light in the palm of the palm suddenly bloomed with a strong and dazzling light, and everyone covered their eyes with their hands, expecting the Buddha to pull out the sword of hatred!

After the light passed, Mu Jiaxuan folded his hands together to cover the blood stains between his palms, and his face was calm and reverent.

"Fairy, the barren mountains are chaotic, the wind is cold at night, there is a stove house in Guanfan Temple, which can block the chaos of the barren mountains, and the cool breeze at night, why don't the fairies go with me?"

Yao Ranran looked at the sword stuck to his hand, and then looked at the beads of sweat soaked from Mu Jia's forehead due to his efforts, and nodded silently.

Save some face for this Buddha!

And the top of the mountain is really cool!

"Amitabha."

It's just four words, but the speed of speech is much faster than before.

After finishing speaking, Mu Jiayu waved a roll of his robe, and Yao Ranran and Wu Changde were wrapped in golden runes, turning into light and flying towards Guanfan Temple.

The top of the barren mountain was silent for a second.

“…… Do you see that? ”

"I saw ......"

"What do you see?"

"The sword...... It's still in the hands of the Rising Fairy!! ”

……

Guanfan Temple.

Yao Ranran was offered.

The Buddha arranged the best accommodation for her, and five masters of Guanfan Temple came to visit her in turn, and tens of thousands of novices came to pay their respects, and presided over and led the people to recite sutras for her in the treasure hall......

Yao Ranran hugged the sword of resentment in her arms, feeling like a monkey and a Buddha......

But the quality of life is high!

However, Wu Changde and the others were not treated so well.

They were placed under house arrest in the small room next to Yao Ranran, and they asked for help from Wuxiangzong overnight, drinking millet porridge and cabbage for three meals a day, and their mouths were so light that they had no taste, and they couldn't see anyone, and the monks of Guanfan Temple completely forgot about them!

Zhongzhou.

Yu family.

"Patriarch, there is news from the host of the Guanfan Temple today."

Yu Weifeng lay comfortably on the luxurious soft couch and beckoned, "Bring it." ”

"Yes!" The disciples of the clan passed the news and left.

"What news can the presiding officer of Guanfan Temple pass on to me?"

Yu Weifeng opened the gold paper envelope with some confusion, looked at the contents inside, frowned deeper and deeper, and sat up suddenly.

"Ran Ran in their hands? And took away the Sword of Anger? ”

He threw the envelope on the ground.

"These old bald donkeys are simply crazy, the sword of anger is in her hand, you can't take it down, so you want to kill the emperor bell in my clan? Why should I hand over the bell for her? ”

Half an hour later.

There is no phase sect.

Main hall.

"Patriarch Yu, I guess you should have received the news, your daughter is now in the hands of the monks of Guanfan Temple." Han Huijun said seriously.

Yu Weifeng's face was pale, "Sect Master Han, they are not qualified to imprison Ran Ran, we must ask Ran Ran to come back!" ”

Han Huijun raised his eyelids, "You're right...... But what does this have to do with me? ”

Yu Weifeng looked stunned, "Ran Ran is a disciple of the Wuxiang Sect, can Sect Master Han endure the bald donkey of Guanfan Temple bullying our sect?" ”

Han Huijun said lightly: "They are bullying you, who swore to recognize this daughter, and who spread the news of the illegitimate daughter in Zhongzhou?" ”

Without waiting for Yu Weifeng to answer, Han Huijun answered by himself: "It's you." ”

Yu Weifeng: "......"

"Sect Master Han, do you really want to do so much?"

Han Huijun shrugged, "It's your own daughter who did it, what does it have to do with me Han Huijun?" ”

Yu Weifeng: "...... Good! ”

He shouldn't have spread the word so quickly!

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