Xin Zhuo is drinking milk tea.

That's right, a large piece of spiritual tea is boiling in a purple clay pot, which is filled with demon spirit goat milk cubes, spring incense needles and sugar particles, sweet and sweet, completely different from ordinary bitter water tea outside, this combination of spirit grass, spirit tea and demon beast milk, has the effect of refreshing and nourishing the body, not to mention that this world is expensive, in the previous life, I am afraid that it is priceless.

Therefore, he drank three cups in a row before smashing his mouth: "Good tea!"

"Boss Jiang knows the goods!"

The old monk on the other side smiled proudly.

Xin Zhuo glanced at the nine ring scars on his bare head, he had never eaten pork and seen pigs run away, it is said that after the monk entered the temple, after a period of study, those who performed well, the monks would use incense sticks to light the first ring scar of their monks' careers on their bald heads, called "pure heart", and in the next year or two, if they still perform well, they are eligible for the second ring scar, named "Lefu",

In the future, if you continue to excel, you will then place a second, third, and sixth scar on the top of your head, and so on, until the twelfth point, which indicates that it is the highest "bodhisattva vow" of the vows.

But the six ring scars of ordinary monks have reached their peak, and the nine scars on his head in front of him are basically a powerful monk, and it is definitely not something that a wild monk Zhiming who is greedy for money and has a good reputation in Kunxu Wucheng can do, unless he plays by himself.

That's right, this old monk was the master of Baixiao Hall in Kunxu City, Master Zhiming, the only one in a group of "partners" who retreated from the eighteen great purges.

Xin Zhuo rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's open the skylight and say something bright, Master Zhiming is your real name?"

Master Zhiming restrained his smile and replied, "That's right! It is the name of the old monk. ”

Xin Zhuo said: "People from Baixiaolou?"

I heard that Bai Xiaolou and Huang Quanzong are equal to Da Luo and Da Yan, this is a very terrifying force.

Master Zhiming blinked: "Why do you say this?"

Xin Zhuo glanced at his true qi fluctuations, and said: "When you were in Kunxu City, you formed Baixiao Hall, I saw you in Kunxu City more than a year ago, and now the Heavenly Saint and the Emperor have descended, and Baixiao Tower, Huangquan Sect, Bauhinia Holy Land and Taichong Holy Land have been born, and you have suddenly reached the Great Perfection of Hun Yuan Void from the Yin Void Realm, and you have also run to a place like Rushan, in addition to this explanation, could it be that there are other theories?"

Master Zhiming sighed and said: "That's right, the owner of the ninth floor of Xia Baixiao Building, the master divination of the killing of heaven and earth, the way of the main yin and yang calculation order, the way of the main blessing and misfortune, the way of the door to the door of the lord's blessing and misfortune, earlier used a unique method to forcibly block the meridians and cultivation, which is no different from the martial artist of the Yin Void Realm, but it is not deliberately concealed from Boss Jiang."

Baixiaolou has been inherited from the ancient times, and is a place where it is not stained with mortal disputes, does not enter the five elements, and does not enter reincarnation.

The old monk is the owner of the ninth floor, but he doesn't know who the owner of the eighth floor is, and the old monk doesn't even know how many floors Baixiao Building has, let alone others. ”

Xin Zhuo was a little confused and asked, "Then what is the meaning of your existence in this building?"

Master Zhiming shook his head: "Where does the old monk understand?" A head is confused. ”

The answer was quite single.

Xin Zhuo said: "The answer is very good, so, what did you do with me in the first place?"

Master Zhiming's eyes burned and said: "You and I have a deep friendship, I can't bear to see you in prison......"

"Less fucking fart!" Xin Zhuo immediately interrupted him, this old monk is not profitable, he is a good friend, but he is by no means a person who can help him selflessly.

"Boss Jiang is really discerning, just as smart as he was back then."

Monk Zhiming waved his monk's robe and said: "The old monk is a stinky kuni who can't afford to make a profit, let's make a deal, the old monk tells you who wants to kill you and how to get rid of it, but if you realize a kind of ancient magic power called sprinkling beans into a soldier on the remnants of the Confucian sage, you must teach me."

Xin Zhuo scolded, "Do you want to listen to what you're talking about?" What Confucian sage remnants, what beans are scattered into soldiers, how do you know that I can understand? ”

Master Zhiming lowered his voice: "Boss Jiang, how many years have we been friends?" No one knows your comprehension in the Xuantian Sword Sect better than me, one of the nine secrets you realized in the dry cave treasure land of the Changle and Duan families, I also know that you are a dual cultivator of the Fawu Tong Xuan Martial Arts, I know even more!

Fa Wu Tong Xuan, that is the trick of the primeval ten thousand clans, and the legendary heavenly immortal clan spells, don't look at these super sects and holy land jumping Huan, a group of stinky old martial arts but few people have cultivated, I need your help.

Also, your three-color true qi similar to a true martial artist, the old monk also knows, but the old monk can clearly tell you that you are not a true martial artist of this generation, and the real martial artist is someone else.

In the end, tomorrow the remnants of the Confucian Saint will be born, and I doubt that you will be able to stand out among the major super sects, holy lands, and cave masters in this Confucian Mountain.

The art of sprinkling beans into soldiers, for the Confucian ancestors' magic and martial arts, the old monk has dreamed of it for hundreds of years, but unfortunately the old monk is stupid, he can only rely on you, Brother Jiang! ”

Xin Zhuo glanced at the gossip compass in the pavilion outside, and felt that this old monk was too demonic, this conversation was too informative, and it might not be a day or two to find out his secrets, Bai Xiaolou, Bai Xiaolou was called Bai Xiao when he inquired about other people's secrets?

And...... All the major super sects, holy places, and caves are here? In those attics that passed ahead?

After a while, Xin Zhuocai said: "Your statement is a bit messy and inexplicable, if I can't understand it, everything you say will be in va......in."

After a pause, he said, "If I come to my senses, who will kill me, how can I get out of trouble?"

Not to mention that Ling Gucheng's two heavens and men were already difficult to deal with, and this place also made him feel a little unsafe.

Master Zhiming coughed lightly, and passed into the secret road: "There are five who want to kill you, one is Da Luo and Da Yan, not to mention; The second is the Ghost Head Tuo and the Great Sword Saint of the Bauhinia Holy Land, these two people are personally accompanied by the Spirit Exterminator, and it is said that the Spirit Exterminator is extremely hostile to you......"

Soul Exterminator? Soul Exterminator too!

Xin Zhuo nodded, this old witch wants to kill herself? Plausible.

Master Zhiming continued: "The third is Master Xiao Xiao of the Huangquan Sect, this person's own grandson is the original disciple of the Yin Coffin Sect, and he was killed by you in the forbidden land of Da Luo Dayan;

Fourth, for the protector of the fifth floor of my Baixiao Building, Miss Mo Ruyu, why does this person have a monstrous murderous intent towards you, the old monk feels inexplicable and confused.

Fifth, and the most terrifying person, this person's name is Jiang Liyang, some people say that he is from the family of the Holy Mountain Cave Heavenly Blessed Land, but some people say that he is a wild road, this person seems to have stolen some kind of treasure by you, and he is looking for you all over the world, and he happened to arrive here an hour before you. ”

Xin Zhuo scratched the tip of his nose and said, "That's not interesting, right?" I've never had a grudge against anyone all these years, how did I make such a bunch of enemies? In this world, there is a lot of chaos, and I killed one person casually, but his ancestor was the emperor, wouldn't I definitely die? ”

Master Zhiming smiled bitterly: "First, you are unlucky, second, you have no backing, third, you have a low realm, and fourth, you are ......."

Xin Zhuo said: "You better stop talking!"

Master Zhiming shook his head and said, "Life is hard, who can have smooth sailing?" The old monk suffered from eighty-one years of insect devouring, and was abandoned by heaven and earth, so that the sky is not spiritual, and the earth should not be; Huang Laogai once knelt and sat under the bitter mulberry tree and was struck by thunder and hundreds of birds snorted for 18 years.

In fact, when you became famous in the Xuantian Sword Sect, the old man knew that you would have a disaster, and the extremes of things would be the eternal truth, who made your foundation too shallow and too good?

Yesterday, when the guests of Confucianism showed their killing intent to you, the old monk immediately negotiated with Huang Taigai and sent a peacock girl to invite you to come and save you from danger. ”

Xin Zhuo looked outside for a while before he said, "Let's just say it, how do I get rid of it?"

Master Zhiming said: "Tomorrow will first realize the remnants of the Confucian saint, no one dares to touch you in the Confucian Mountain, as for when to realize, how much time it will take, but also depends on the understanding of the masters this time, after all, the remnants have nine layers of martial arts supernatural powers, someone has an epiphany, it will prolong the epiphany time, this bi Sanjiazi opens, it is extremely rare, otherwise how can there be so many masters?"

As for how to get rid of those people in the future, we have already paved the way for you, and Huang Laogai will tell you that you go to him. ”

"Huang Taigai will tell me? Feelings: You and I have been talking for a long time? ”

Xin Zhuo got up and walked out, then turned back and asked, "Where is Huang Taigai?"

Master Zhiming pointed to Ling Yayue, who was waiting outside.

Xin Zhuo stretched out his hand, grabbed the "milk tea" pot, and went straight to the outside of the hospital.

"You guy, why did you steal my teapot? I'm a baby. ”

Master Zhiming shouted discontentedly.

"Confiscated!"

……

Xin Zhuo was already standing in front of Huang Taigai's residence, an elegant room deep in the pine forest, with two goats munching on spiritual grass in front of the door, and a bunch of red peppers hanging on the door, completely like a small farm yard.

After a call from Master Zhiming in front of him, his mood was unusually calm at this time, and he didn't knock on the door, but broke in directly.

A strong sandalwood wafted through the room, and the four of them were staring at it with wide eyes.

Three chapters tomorrow, updated before nine o'clock in the evening, the yard doesn't move, and my stomach hurts uncomfortably.

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