When the beggars saw the fat man, they were frightened and hurriedly ran away.

The fat man of Mu Tie twisted the monk with his hand and scolded: "You bald people, sneaky, really bad the atmosphere of the Buddhist family, you actually pretend to be a beggar, how can you have such a courtesy, what do you want to do?"

The fat man stopped and looked at Wang Dashi suspiciously.

Wang Dashi said: "These people are pretending, but they haven't offended us, so there is no need to make a big move." ”

The fat man said: "If you don't teach them a lesson, they won't tell the truth!"

Wang Dashi said: "Don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha." These monks are probably from the Xiantong Temple of Wutai Mountain, and they are causing trouble in other people's territory, which is not good. ”

The fat man let go of his hand.

Wang Dashi approached and asked, "Do you belong to the Wutai Mountain Buddhist family, what is the purpose of such a disguise!"

The monk said to Wang Dashi respectfully: "We are the little monks of the Xiantong Temple of Wutai Mountain, and we are just ordered to act, that is, to kill the little monk, and the little monk will not say a slight." And we don't know why!"

Wang Dashi believes that Xiantong Temple is the right way, so he must have good intentions, and there is no need to meddle in things and disturb things. These little monks are just acting on orders, and even if they kill him, they don't know what their intentions are!

Suddenly, the little monk picked up his hat from the ground and ran away.

Time flies so fast, three days have passed in a blink of an eye, Wang Dashi originally wanted to travel to Wutai Mountain, enjoy the scenery at sunrise, and practice the secrets and internal skills handed down by the mushroom master at sunset, just to help the villagers exorcise evil spirits and eliminate difficulties, and delayed what he wanted to do. He sighed lamentingly.

Early tomorrow morning, the various sects in the road will gather again in Xiantong Temple, this time the sects are more united and the number of people is larger. Because Mr. Nanyang of the burial sect was disturbed by the dream disaster, it was strange and mysterious, and it was not something that ordinary people could crack, and the dream disaster was a mysterious and mysterious state of affairs, and there may be hidden threats that no one would know, not only martial arts, skills, but also skills, patience, mentality, and so on. In fact, all walks of life have their own strengths, not to mention, so the examination should be the comprehensive ability of the people who will solve the dream disaster. Probably just as the fat man said, the big waves washed the sand, and the qualified personnel of each faction were selected to go to the burial faction to solve the dream disaster.

As the Taishan Beidou in the middle of the road, presiding over the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism that preside over fairness and justice, Master Dharma and Daochang Zhang not only have to inspect the qualifications of the selected personnel, but also take into account the personal safety of the selected people to solve the dream disaster. Therefore, the inspection and training should also be extremely strict, and have a certain martial arts background.

Wang Dashi thought that he was a little discouraged, but he couldn't be discouraged, because he knew that if he was discouraged, he would be even more miserable.

Because of the rally, Wang Dashi, Ouyang Ziyun, and Mu Tie Fat Man separated and returned to their respective factions.

The next day, Wang Dashi and Dafu Right and Huang Xiuxian walked towards Xiantong Temple again, and met Dafu Zuo and Feng Youyou monk halfway through. Feng Yousheng can always come up with a way to solve the problem, and Dafuzuo can also accurately judge at a critical time, Wang Dashi is carrying the heavy responsibility of reviving the local faction, seeing the two of them, his heart is more down-to-earth, and he always feels that the team of the local faction has grown a lot.

As he was walking, Wang Dashi told Huang Xiuxian about the idea of re-enlarging the local sect, but what he didn't expect was that the two immediately agreed.

Dafu said to Huang Xiuxian and his wife: "You are trying to find a way to build the hall of the local sect. If we go back one day, we have no place to stay, we still don't have a local faction, and if we do good things in the future, we will naturally not have the reputation of a local faction!"

Huang Xiuxian and his wife looked much more stocky than before, and nodded again and again: "Well, okay, yes, yes, yes! This is reasonable, we will definitely build a big hall, so that our local school can reproduce the scenery of the day, and the two of us will definitely build the big hall!"

Dafu scolded secretly in his right heart: "Hmph, build the main hall, if the two of you build the main hall, then the big hall must be piled up of shit! Hehe, it's easy to say, see that you can't even dig a pit, and build a big hall!"

Although Dafuyou has been scolding in his heart, Huang Xiuxian and his wife are full of interest, but after discussing the completion of the hall, what name will it be, so that Dafuku Right can't help but sigh.

Before the main hall of Xiantong Temple, many people had gathered, all of whom were elites of various sects in the Tao. Wang Dashi glanced at each other from left to right, and found that the positions occupied by each sect had changed greatly this time. Previously, the leftmost was the Sword Forge Gang, and the far right was the Lunatic Cult, but at this moment, the Sword Forge had not yet arrived, and the Lunatic Cult occupied the left position of the Sword Forge Gang. The rest of the sects have not changed.

Wang Dashi and Huang Xiuxian came to a corner, and Dafuzuo and Feng Yousheng also stood there.

Dafu right said: "No matter how you say that we are also a sect, how can we stand in this remote place!"

I looked around, and when I saw that there was a position on the far right, I walked over with a few people.

The members of the Sword Forging Gang came late, and when they came over at this time, they saw that their position was occupied by the Moon God Sect, and the position of the Moon God Sect was occupied by Wang Dashi and several people. The Sword Forging Gang is the main sect in the Dao, and it is on a par with the Moon Worship Sect, and its position is occupied, how can it be so humiliated? Two people from the gang walked out and said to Wang Dashi and the others: "You are in the wrong position, you occupy the position of the Moon Worship God Sect!"

Wang Dashi looked at Dafu Right and Feng Youmonk, and said: "There is a lack of a position here, let's go back to the original position!"

How could Dafuyou be happy, he felt that under this public, no matter how powerful the Sword Casting Gang was, he would not dare to do anything. He glanced at the two members of the Sword Forge Gang: "Occupying the position of the Moon God Cult has nothing to do with your Sword Forge Gang, you two are cats pooping and helping dogs wipe their butts, and you have found the wrong object! Get out, get out!"

Dafuzuo continued: "First, if we occupy the position of the Moon God Sect, the Moon God Sect should drive us away; second, Xiantong Temple does not seem to stipulate which status belongs to whom; third, you must always know how to come first and then come!"

Feng Yousheng said: "Coming here, it's like lining up in a pit, first come and then come, you have to abide by the rules! Then again, why don't you look for the Moon God Cult, are they tough, don't you dare, bully our little gang? You are shameful, what is shameful, do you know? Hehe, that is, you go to the pit to eat, and the can't get up and down your teeth, this is called shameful!"

The two of them were scolded by the three people on the right side of Dafu, and they looked at Hou Tiansuan, the gang leader behind them.

The local faction occupied the position of the Moon God Cult, and the reason why the Sword Casting Gang sent two people to drive it away was to alarm the Moon God Sect and remind the Moon God Sect to occupy the wrong position, but they did not expect that the two of them were stunned by the three people on the right side of Dafu, and the gang leader Hou Tiansuan was also secretly angry.

Wang Dashi looked behind at this time, and everyone in the Sword Casting Gang was stuck behind, and there were two more people wearing iron armor in the personnel, presumably the two sword casting masters in the Sword Casting Gang.

At this time, all the sects noticed that the Sword Casting Gang and Wang Dashi were competing with each other, if there was no Dafu Right, Dafu Left and Fengyousheng, Wang Dashi would have wanted to let it go, but although these three people did not have any martial arts, they were not Bodhisattvas who could easily spare people.

Hou Tiansuan, the gang leader of the Sword Casting Gang, and the three craftsmen and elders all had cold faces, and their faces were extremely embarrassed, but if the dignified gang leader and elders were involved and competing for positions, it would be a villain's opinion, and they would definitely provoke the laughter of all sects and factions.

Daifuku is an idle person among the people, and he doesn't know the rules and evils in the way, so he strengthens his unyielding personality. At this time, he walked to the front of the Sword Forging Gang, regardless of politeness or not, and said: "As a guest, of course, the left is the top and the right is the bottom, but you are competing with us for the lowest position?

"What is there to dare not compliment, Daifukuyou, you talk more, don't blame me for being rude!" Suddenly, a person from the Sword Casting Gang came out and aimed his sword at Daifuku.

This person is Dongfang Qingluo.

Dafu You has always been unaccustomed to Dongfang Qingluo, and said: "You little fart child, put down your sword quickly, other people's swords kill people, and your sword saws wood! Your father and mother didn't teach you well, I'll teach you a few more words, do you hold a grudge!"

Dongfang Qingluo was silent, and the imperial golden sword in his hand stretched forward half a foot, and it was already on the neck of Dafu's right: "Today, the Sword Casting Gang wants this position!"

Huang Xiuxian and his wife saw Dongfang Qingluo at this time, and remembered that they almost burned them to death when they set fire, a special atmosphere.

Da Zhumei rushed to Dongfang Qingluo first, grabbed him, and asked him to give an explanation. She is a woman, rough and rude, Dongfang Qingluo was defenseless, and almost fell to the ground.

Dongfang Qingluo was startled, and just stabilized his body, then Huang Xiuxian rushed over, he grabbed Dongfang Qingluo's hair, and slapped his head and face: "You kid, you have a bad heart, tell you to burn the local faction!

Stunned for a moment, Dongfang Qingluo was slapped a few times, but after all, he was a martial arts person, and when he noticed that something was wrong, he quickly stretched out his hand to block, made a move under his feet, raised it suddenly, kicked Huang Xiuxian to the ground, and then broke free of Dazhumei's entanglement.

Dongfang Qingluo's actions were only completed in an instant, but Daifuku found the opportunity but did not escape, and was still forced by his sword on the ground.

At this time, Da Zhumei stepped aside, and Huang Xiuxian got up from the ground panting, and had no strength to fight with him anymore.

Wang Dashi saw that the situation was not good, took two steps closer to Dongfang Qingluo, and said to Dongfang Qingluo: "We are weak, so naturally we want to give it to you, please take back your sword!"

Dongfang Qingluo withdrew his sword and brushed his tangled hair. Wang Dashi pulled Dafu right and walked to the remote corner.

At this time, the door of Xiantong Temple was wide open, and out of it were Zhang Daochang, Dharma Master and several senior monks. The monks stepped forward, folded themselves to the crowd, and then walked to the front of each sect in turn, and they would lead each sect into the compound of Xiantong Temple.

The senior monks stood at the front of the sect in turn, but there were no senior monks coming in front of Wang Dashi and a few others.

"Have you forgotten us!" Wang Dashi thought in his heart, and then the Wind Wandering Monk shouted: "Why doesn't our sect have a leader of the team? Hehe, you are the Taishan Beidou in the road, how can you distribute matters so unfairly!"

As soon as the Wind Wandering Monk shouted, everyone turned their eyes over.

Everyone saw that these people from the local faction were scattered scattered, their appearance was not good, but they still had to be led by high monks, and they all laughed.

The Dharma Master on the stage nodded and asked, "I'm really sorry, I really don't know what sect and sect you are in the Dao?"

Huang Xiuxian had long wanted to promote the name of the local faction, and now he finally had the opportunity, he raised his voice and shouted: "Below, a few of us are the army of the local faction!"

"The army?"

He thought that this shout would be suppressed by the crowd, after all, when Master Leng Mushroom was alive, his prestige spread far and wide, and the local sect was incomparably bright! Wang Dashi carefully observed everyone's response, after all, everyone's expressions and reactions were the most real.

There was a boiling among the crowd, some praised, some belittled, and some were even more lamented that the local school could continue to this day.

Some of them were not convinced, and laughed and said: "Local, hahaha, this name is really amazing, it is really a countryman! Haha, just three or five of you, you dare to say that it is the army of the local faction? Hehe, don't look at it, only a few of you say that you are the army of the local faction?......

Speaking of me, the voice of the vassal is everywhere.

Wang Dashi felt that the ridicule was particularly harsh, and his heart ached for a while.

The master of the law and things laughed lightly: "I heard that the local faction was burned to ashes by a fire, and I thought that the local faction had no inheritance, but now there is the voice of the local faction, which is really gratifying! The local faction inherits the essence of the people, and if it can be carried forward, it can be regarded as a benefit to future generations!"

Zhang Daochang next to him nodded.

At this time, there was another shout among the crowd: "The inheritance of the local faction is probably extinct, with a few of them, it can only be regarded as a remnant, unable to pick up the beam, unable to bear the big responsibility......!"

The person who spoke was none other than Hu Daxiong, the son of the leader of the Moon God Cult.

Wang Dashi looked at his evil smile and hated it in his heart, and watching the ridicule of the crowd strengthened his determination to revive the local sect. At this time, he closed his eyes and said silently: "Master Lengmushroom, you have a spirit in the ground, bless Wang Dashi." Wang Dashi is your first disciple, and you can't let the local sect become a laughing stock, and you can't let the master of Yingming I become a laughing stock. - I will definitely not disappoint your hard work for me, and when the time comes, I will take good care of the local faction, even if I can't do anything, as an apprentice, I must win glory and gold for you!"

Before this matter subsided, the Wind Wandering Monk shouted: "Hehe, our lame place, crowded behind the crowd, the master of the magic object wants to find a suitable place for us." - This unfortunate place, where the fart wind is piled up, and where the wind can't even blow. ”