"The Stinky Taoist has started chanting mantras again?"

Tang Wancai talked a lot, but he observed it really carefully, and instantly captured the changes in Ziyang Zhenren's face, and everyone else was still staring at this pavilion, and their thoughts were all on His Majesty.

Tang Wancai said this.

Wang Chengen and several others all stared at Ziyang Zhenren.

"Princess, why don't we rush up and slaughter this demon way." Tang Wancai had already realized that this old mantra spell would definitely be detrimental to His Majesty in the Pavilion.

Li Miniang, Gu Shunyi, Li Moran, Lu Xiaofeng, these brocade guards, and several martial arts masters present are also ready to move, they are really anxious for Your Majesty.

"Thou shalt not act rashly." The Shaolin abbot spoke, "Amitabha, now that Your Majesty and Ziyang Zhenren are openly competing this game, it has not yet been seen, if we act rashly, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"The abbot is right, if the two sides start a scuffle, we may not be able to gain the upper hand and only add to the tongue of others."

The abbot of Shaolin and the head of Wudang stand together at all times, and among these martial arts masters, the two of them have the highest martial arts cultivation.

Wang Chengen said: "The two of you are reasonable, and our family also means this, we will wait and see what happens, and wait for the opportunity to move."

Wang Chengen muttered quietly.

Zuo Mengeng and the others were not idle, he also observed the change in Ziyang's real person's facial expression, could it be that there was an accident in the pavilion?

Zuo Mengeng then glanced at Master Hami next to him.

Master Hami was born to be aggressive, and if he didn't fight and kill people for a day, his hands would itch, and Wu Shen and Tuotuo Zen Master all came to Zuo Mengeng's eyes, and they also began to bite their ears.

"Young marshal, is there something wrong?" Master Hami said.

"Master, Ben Shuai can't be sure of it, the dead eunuch and a few of them have ghosts in their hearts, muttering, you keep an eye on them, as long as they dare to act rashly, we will do it and kill them all."

The three thief monks nodded again and again,

"Don't worry, young marshal, they won't be able to run. As long as you give the order, none of them will want to live!"

"Except for the Shaolin abbot who still has some skills, the rest are all rice buckets, and the poor monks can send them away as soon as they pass." Tuo Tuo Zen Master said.

"A monk is bitten by a snake for 10 years and is afraid of the well rope," Master Hami said with a smile.

Zen Master Tuotuo's face flushed, knowing that what Master Hami said was that he was defeated by Shaolin abbot Yuantong, but he was not afraid of this Yuantong, and he still wanted to avenge this palm.

"Old Arhat, how could a poor monk be afraid of him? If he had the chance, the poor monk would have to slap with him."

"Hahaha, don't be nervous, the poor monk is just a joke, if you really want to start for a while, the monk will keep an eye on Yuantong, you just have to fight, there is a poor monk in the management of the monk to win this Shaolin abbot."

"Thank you, old Arhat." ……

Ziyang Zhenren was chanting mantras over there, and Zuo Mengeng and a few others were full of ambition and muttering here.

This time it can suffocate the three ghosts of Xunjiang.

They are ordinary on the shore, but when they are in the water, they are their world.

If you want to rely on the three of them, this one should not be compared, just follow the faint king in the water, how good it is, how good the lake and river are, there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers on both sides, and it is fun to fight in the water.

Now I ran so far to the top of Lu Mountain, and I tossed for a long time without any result.

Zhou Dachu, the ghost of the river, looked at Deng Wang, the ghost of the sea, and then the two of them looked at Jia Canghai, the ghost of Jianghai.

Among the three ghosts, the life-seeking ghost is the third.

But the theory has been turned over, whether it is the martial arts on the shore or in the water, Jia Canghai, the life-seeking ghost is the most powerful.

Therefore, the eldest and the second all listen to the third.

The third child relied on his courage and said to Zuo Menggeng: "Young marshal, what kind of ambush is there in this broken pavilion? It's mysterious, and there hasn't been any movement for a long time, His Majesty the Ming Emperor won't be asleep inside, right, when will this have to wait?"

"The third child is right, this Ziyang from Longhu Mountain

Is it okay for the Taoist to do it?"

The Reaper said, and the three ghosts all showed impatient expressions.

"Three heroes, don't be impatient." Zuo Mengeng hurriedly persuaded him, but in fact, he was also very anxious.

Time is not short, Ziyang Zhenren will not miss today, right?

No way!

Zuo Mengeng asked himself, thinking of his fairy-like mana, he had another self-denial.

At this time, Ziyang Zhenren ended reciting the mantra.

pursed his lips, and his big purple face revealed an expression of contempt for the world.

"Old man, what happened just now, we were all confused?" The three ghosts of Xunjiang came over.

"Hahaha, have the three heroes ever refined the elixir?" Ziyang Zhenren looked at the three of them, smiled playfully and didn't answer them, and asked rhetorically.

The three of them looked at each other and shook their heads, "We have only practiced martial arts, how can we practice Dan?" What's the use of practicing that thing?"

"Hahaha, the three heroes are laymen, it's easy to practice martial arts, it's hard to practice alchemy, alchemy and martial arts practice are mutually reinforcing, no Dan can't be martial arts, no wonder the three of you have been half a lifetime, and you can't even break through the innate realm."

"You...... How dare you underestimate us?"

"It's true that our skills on the shore are not very good, but when we get to the water, let's compare, do you dare?"

The eyes of the three ghosts of Xunjiang immediately widened, and they shouted at Ziyang Zhenren.

Zuo Mengeng looked really nonsense, when was this? Did these three come to help or to make trouble?

Just about to come over to stop it, Ziyang Zhenren laughed, "The three of them are annoyed and angry, they want to have a chance to compare with Poor Dao, but Poor Dao wants to tell you a truth today. Alchemy must be mastered well, don't you want to know what is going on in the pavilion, it's like alchemy, and the poor road can only be hot enough if you add a fire."

The three ghosts of Xunjiang stared at the pavilion, still inconspicuous and watertight, nothing.

"What is the so-called heat of a real person? And what kind of fire is it?" The three ghosts of Xunjiang also like to break the casserole and ask in the end.

"The three heroes are calm and don't be impatient, and we'll see the difference right away."

Ziyang Zhenren shook his head and said, gently shook off the dust, and made a soft sound......

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen