In the afternoon of the next day, the sound of horses' hooves was heard, and several horses galloped out of the temple.

Yuan Jue checked, it turned out that the five junior disciples couldn't bear the situation, pretended to be pilgrims and left, he shook his head and sighed: "When the disaster comes, they will fly separately." Yuanjue's cultivation is shallow and unable to take care of you, so if you want to go, just go. ”

The rest of the monks had seven mouths and eight mouths, and rebuked the five people; A few people were silent, just sighed, and secretly thought: "Why don't I leave?" ”

In the evening, five horses returned with five more corpses.

These five disciples wanted to escape from danger, but instead gave their lives first.

Seeing this, Yuan Jue was sad and indignant, and rushed out of the door with the Vajra Dharma, standing in front of the bamboo forest outside the Gushan Temple, Lang Sheng said: "One person does things and one person is responsible, it is the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple that wants to deal with you, what does it have to do with my Gushan Temple?" If you want to anger my Central Plains Buddhism, even if you come, and see if my Central Plains Buddhism disciples are afraid of you, today I am here in Yuanjue, if you have the ability, you will show up, a thousand knives, die without complaint, you have killed innocent and good disciples again and again, what kind of dragon is it? I'm here, even if I have the ability, I'll kill! If you don't dare to show up, you are a gutless beast, a turtle and a lamb! ”

Yuan Jue screamed louder and louder, unbuttoned his clothes, exposed his chest, patted his chest and shouted.

"A dignified man, if you die, you will die, and if you have a kind of arrow, why don't you even dare to see me? Brave little loaches, stinky worms! ”

Yuan Jue's eyes were red, he patted his chest and shouted, and the pedestrians on the street watched from afar, and no one dared to approach the Gushan Temple to watch. Yuan Zhen heard Yuan Jue's cry in the temple, and flew to his side, these days he has been awkward in his heart, full of anger, he really wants to explode in his stomach, and he heard Yuan Jue screaming at the evil beast like this, that is, shouting and scolding.

"You are also called a disciple of the Immortal Dao Alliance Qing Ying Sword Sect from a famous family? I think it's a lot better than you under the Demon Dao, it is said that you beast also suppressed the dragon vein of Qianguo's luck and helped Beitang establish a country, and still enjoys the worship of Beitang up and down, if the people of Beitang know that the dragon they worship is like this, I don't know if the expression on your face will be very exciting......"

Under the eaves of the temple, many people looked at the scene in front of them and admired the courage of the two of them.

Lu Ziyou looked at the two of them and thought: "It is said that Gushan Temple, as the general residence of Buddhism in Nanzheng, sent two disciples of the Yuanzi generation to come over, and the cultivation was generally in the Yuan Infant Period, and there was originally a monk in the combined period in the palace, but unfortunately because of the unfavorable war on the front line, the monks of the Scattered Cultivation League and the Zoroastrian Sect of the Fu Sword Sect were pressing forward step by step, and the Buddhism was short of manpower, and all the people who could be transferred were sent to the front line, otherwise even if the rumored Jiaolong was so miraculous, after all, there was only the Yuan Infant Period, and the gap between cultivation and the realm was clearly ......."

Outside the temple, the two scolded for a long time, and they were always silent.

Yuan Jue shouted: "What debts must be paid, I am still standing here today, you come to take a look, look at grandpa's big bald head, grandpa, I am also a monk of Buddhism in the Central Plains, how can you help me?" He took a few steps outward, pointed ahead, and stood tall, looking out in all directions.

A golden light came from far and near, and in an instant, it came to the two of them and fell to the ground.

Looking at it fixedly, it turned out to be the senior brother of the two, the monk who cultivated during the merger period, was sent to the Nanzheng Palace to protect the king, and not long ago he was sent to the front line to deal with the Fu Jian faction and Zoroastrian monks invited by the Scattered Cultivation League, and now he is back, and he doesn't know how the war is on the front line, in short, he is saved today.

Yuanxin asked, "What's going on?" Why is it like a shrew scolding the street? ”

The two of them looked at each other, and you and I told everything about what happened.

After hearing what the two of them said, Yuan Xin was a careful person, and asked a lot of details in the middle, he shook his head and sighed, looked at the two junior brothers, and accused: "You didn't think about starting with weapons, you may find the fragments of arrows, show me." ”

Yuan Jue patted his head and said suddenly: "In the past few days, people have been panicking, the temple is in a mess, it is just a rough cleaning, you should be able to find it if you look carefully." ”

Inside the main hall, the lights are bright.

Yuan Jue and Yuan Zhen surrounded the center of the circle in the inner room, many pilgrims sat around the outer hall, Lu Ziyou practiced calligraphy by the window and meditated, the tea was fragrant around him, and many errand runners of the aristocratic family were throwing dice and gambling. After a few days of worrying, mortals could not interfere in the affairs of the monks, and they all felt that there was nothing they could do anyway, so they simply put life and death aside.

"He~"

Yuanxin nodded, and there was a soft sound in the depths of his throat, Yuanjue originally thought that there was progress, and he was extremely surprised, but at this time, he saw the look on Yuanxin's face, his face was bruised and terrifying, and his heart was shocked, and his face was full of joy and froze, and his mouth opened wide, unable to make a sound.

"Lightning Strike Wood, Star Iron, Peach Heart, Obsidian...... and dozens of other precious materials, simmering refining 7749 days, martial fire refining 7749 days, depicting yin evil spells, which hide all kinds of inscriptions left by the Taoist incense fire Shinto period, an arrow can generate all kinds of changes, no matter how high you cultivate, as long as you are shot, you will ......"

Yuanjue said: "I will be reborn in bliss and reincarnated." ”

Yuanxin nodded, silent.

Yuan Jue smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "I'm afraid of being shot, and I don't even have a chance to be reborn." ”

Yuan Zhen saw that Yuanxin's expression was depressed, and it was very different from usual, and he stopped talking and didn't dare to say anything more.

Yuan Xin nodded and said, "Yes, since I can break through the vajra law of the two of you, it means that I am also fierce and unlucky in the face of the arrows of that evil beast, so I can only think of other methods." ”

……

The night passed, and it was safe.

The temperature in the early morning was a little cold, but it could not resist the enthusiasm of the businessmen.

The smell of food wafted through the streets of the Southern Zheng Imperial Capital. A gust of wind blows, and the peppery spicy soup is refreshing, and the aroma of large pancakes sprinkled with sesame seeds is fragrant, which makes people appetize.

One of the most famous is the special tea drink of the Southern Zheng Imperial Capital - Tea.

Tea can be said to be "the bear's paw of A, arsenic of B", people who love it are uncomfortable if they don't drink it for a day, and people who are not used to it feel unpleasant to drink. The people of the Southern Zheng Imperial Capital have always had the habit of drinking tea, and in the daily life of the Imperial Capital people, tea is even one of their staple foods. Whether it is a wedding celebration and a visit from friends, a family reunion or a visit to the neighborhood, a tea party is indispensable. Tables are lined up, men, women and children sit in a circle, and on one side are guests drinking tea, talking about the past and the present; On the other side, the hostess is holding a cane, rhythmically beating in the bowl, a simple style of the southwest region of the Central Plains.

Fang Yan took Lian'er and walked on the streets of the imperial capital, thinking that since the old monk in the fit period came, he would stop for the time being, and take Lian'er, who was bored and noisy, to taste the authentic food of Nanzheng.

This is a more tempting choice than killing a bald donkey.

Nanzheng is known as "the south eats, the northwest wears, and eats and wears in the imperial capital", the imperial capital is located in the middle of the northwest and the south of Nanzheng, and the customs and habits are integrated in the southeast and northwest, so there is a saying that "the customs have five directions".

Chapter Eighty-Seven: Stop