Chapter 237: Engong

"I know, I don't need you to stress it again. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" The young woman raised her eyebrows and said angrily. Then his eyes rolled, as if he had thought of something, his eyes narrowed slightly around the old man, and the old man felt weak for a while.

"What, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I just think it's weird. Grandpa, you are not a monk, how can you tell if I have a spiritual root, and where did you get the news that those monks are all bad? At the very least, I think Sister Lin'er and Childe, they are also monks, and they are very good people. The young woman stroked her chin, and her two big watery eyes, eccentric, looked at the old man.

"Oh, Lao Tzu has crossed more bridges than you have walked! This person has a lot of life experience, and naturally has some exclusive skills, otherwise you think that you can get to this day with just my three-inch incorruptible tongue? You would have starved to death a long time ago! As for the monks, if you take away their magical powers of flying to the sky and calling for wind and rain, they are actually almost like mortals. Since monks are still human beings, then people's hearts are like the sea, how can the word good and evil be tolerated. Love and hatred, greed and killing, there will be no less. ”

The young woman's eyes lit up when she heard this, but she didn't interrupt and listened quietly.

"Well, you heard what the two of them said just now, the monks don't like us to participate in this matter in the past, and the consequences of angering the monks are very serious, so let's go back to the city honestly and fill our stomachs. ”

The old man's voice was soft, and he pulled the young woman along the official road to the west. The young woman followed closely and chuckled, "Grandpa, you are well-informed, and you should tell Xian'er more about the monks." According to you, monks also have desires, so they will also be emotional, right?"

The old man heard the meaning of the young woman's words, and seemed to have something to say, so he immediately glanced at her and sneered: "Hehe, do your big dream of the Spring and Autumn Festival, respect the strong in the immortal cultivation world, fight to the death day and night for the so-called avenue, and live a more dangerous life than us mortals, that kid has not heard from him for so long, it is unknown whether he is dead or alive, don't think about it." Besides, the monks are all pretentious, how can they treat us mortals as human beings, and you still die of that heart as soon as possible. From the fact that he suddenly disappeared and didn't care about you, it is not difficult to see that you are just a little kid with an unwiped snot in his heart. Although it is good to grow now, it is a pity that there is no fate, and it is impossible to ask for it. ”

The young woman's face was blushing, her expression was slightly angry, and she shouted at the old man: "You don't talk nonsense, the son had arrangements for me for the rest of my life, and he must have encountered some trouble, so he didn't say goodbye." It's just that my own life is hard, and Mrs. Miaocai is killed, so I have fallen here, no wonder the son. Besides, when my son bought me and buried my father for me, I had already made up my mind that he would be the only one in this life. ”

"Okay, okay, count me old man for talking. Although that kid doesn't have much ability, he is kind and upright, and he is quite clever, and the world of cultivating immortals is so big, and if you can't hear the news here, it doesn't mean that there are no legends about him elsewhere, and it should be fine. ”

Speaking of Mrs. Miaocai, the woman seemed to have touched something sad, and her slightly angry expression became a little darker. The old man had heard this countless times, and when he saw that his granddaughter had become depressed, he immediately echoed it casually and comforted him. Then he casually stretched out his little thumb and plucked his ears, as if he wanted to pull these words out of his ears, and his heart was quite disdainful.

Encouraged by the old man, the young woman quickly walked out of the loss, quickly followed the old man, and asked questions.

The figures of the two of them were getting farther and farther away, and their voices were indistinct, but the woman's voice was still heard, as if she was still asking about the monk.

Speaking of the two monks, when they flew to the place where the lightning striked, they saw a devastated body, with four or five people scattered around. The two monks swept their senses, and clearly felt that these fainting people were ordinary mortals, and they were all more or less injured.

However, there was one person who was seriously injured, this person was naked, charred and black, his skin and flesh were cracked and rolled, white smoke was emitting, and the black hair on the top of his head stood on end, like a barb, as if the thunder and lightning happened to split on him at that time, which was really miserable.

The two monks looked around for a moment, but found nothing unusual, shook their heads, and fled together, and swept away to the sky.

After a while, some villagers spontaneously woke up, supported the ground with one hand, shook their heads, and lost their confusion.

They looked with some horror at the place where the thunder and lightning had landed, where the mortally wounded man was.

"Hey, someone here was directly struck by lightning and was seriously injured!"

"Where? there?"

I don't know who said it, and the villagers who woke up plucked up their courage and came up. When they saw the appearance of the injured, they couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, and they didn't leave. But one of them stayed where he was, his eyes flickering, staring at the face of the wounded, and muttering the word "Engong" in his mouth.

This is a handsome young man, dressed in a white robe, dressed as a scholar, looking quite elegant, but in his eyes, the occasional inch of sharpness makes people feel frightened and dare not underestimate it. The young man's face was very familiar, it turned out to be Guo Xian, who was working under Yun Tianhe back then!

After the Guangtu Conference, Guo Xian has been recuperating in the hospital, and when Lan He was shocked, Guo Xian and Hongyu were nowhere to be found. Unexpectedly, this person was far away from Xiangxi and came to the Hanyuan region west of Xiangxi.

Xiangxi, Hanyuan, and Luodong all belong to the two river basins, but Xiangxi, as its name, is close to the Xiangjiang River, the East River. The Han principle is located in the central region of the Lianghe River Basin, which is bordered by Jishi in the north and Hanzhong in the south. When Tianchen went out to flee, most of the areas he went to belong to the Han Plains. Tianchen's hometown of Jinju, which belongs to the Luodong region, is like the meaning of Xiangxi, which is close to the West River Luoshui.

Although Guo Xian's injuries were treated by Tianchen in time, his meridian foundation was still destroyed by Zheng Tao, and it was difficult to heal itself, making his cultivation always linger in the late stage of body refining. And in the body refining stage, a level that cannot be released from the true qi, in the eyes of high-level cultivators, is just a stronger mortal, and there is no essential difference.

And the wounded man on the ground, who is as black as charcoal, can be made a "grace father" by Guo Xian, which is naturally the Tianchen who has disappeared for a long time!

On that day, Tianchen was implicated in the battle between the two fierce spirits, and was thrown into the void by the power of the laws of heaven and earth. Fortunately, Tianchen was also protected by the power of the fierce spirit in the void and was not torn apart by the space storm. In the days when the void was wandering in a blank and eyeless way, the two fierce spirits were still fighting in his body in order to seize the dominant position of Tianchen's body, and he didn't know how Tianchen survived that time. Later, the fierce spirits who had been fighting in his body for more than half a year quieted down, and only then did Tianchen regain the ability to move freely.