Chang Nian didn't know the old yellow heels, he felt that he looked like a rural old man, without a little superior demeanor, and he didn't believe in the statement that he could save the two little junior brothers in Haikou, and there were only four masters and abbots in the temple who had this magical power, and an old man should not have this ability.

Ruluo nodded at Chang Nian, who was full of worry, and the latter hesitated, then his face softened, and he folded his hands and bowed slightly to Lao Huang.

Since Uncle Ruluo agreed, it means that this old man is credible.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lao Huang bit his finger and dripped blood and landed on the foreheads of the two little monks, and the blood droplets melted directly into the skin after touching the skin.

Then he plucked a few pale hairs on his head, pulled them in half, and the hair wrapped in red blood and soul qi was as straight as a needle, and Lao Huang inserted a few hairs into the eyebrows, temples and people of the two little monks.

The faces of the two little monks on the ground gradually became bloody, and Lao Huang used his two fingers to draw randomly on the chests of the two little monks, as if drawing symbols.

The expressions of the two little monks were painful, and cold sweat was already flowing down their faces.

After the comparison was over, Lao Huang stood up and said, "It's okay." ”

The whole process was quick and smooth.

Hua Wenxiang is very familiar with this miraculous technique, although he doesn't know how to use it, but it is certain that this is an orc therapy, and it is also one of the fat man's unique treatment methods, which is most suitable for repairing the soul, Hua Wenxiang just wanted to try it, but he was afraid that because he was not skilled and would be self-defeating, the situation would become more serious, so he did not take the initiative to stand up.

A high concentration of blood and soul qi is integrated into the blood, then the whole body is stimulated, and then the four acupoints of the face are pierced in the form of acupuncture, and finally the soul is stopped by the soul that has been dispersed.

The whole process must be extremely skilled, without the slightest mistake, in one go, the soul possesses the body, and returns to the yang world from the ghost gate.

The two little monks on the ground sat up suddenly, as if they had regained their lives, and looked at the surrounding environment and the figures of the people in confusion.

Ruluo didn't get angry, but cared: "Is there anything wrong with the two of you?"

The two little monks kept shaking their heads, not daring to speak.

thanked the old Huang, and asked the two little monks named Changquan Changjun to thank him.

The two little monks escaped death and were grateful.

After that, Ruluo asked Chang Nian to take his two junior disciples back to rest, as for the rules in the temple, I will talk about it afterwards.

The two little monks regretted it so much that they didn't dare to compete with each other anymore, so they followed the little brother to the front yard.

Yang Jiaxing exclaimed, "Senior Huang is really powerful, I have never seen that technique just now." ”

Lao Huang waved his hand, "Some of the techniques I learned when I was young in the past were so bad that I didn't dare to mention them." ”

Hua Wenxiang said in her heart: "Lao Huang, you have definitely been to the beast forest?"

Lao Huang knew that he saw the clue, but he didn't care, and said lightly: "Why are you always competing in this matter, you can think about it, but how do I feel like you have been to the beast forest?"

Hua Wenxiang confessed: "That's right, I am from the beast forest, I grew up in the root fruit forest since I was a child, and the technique you just used is obviously the unique technique of a divine doctor in the forest." ”

Lao Huang sighed lightly, but he was still a little surprised in his heart, Hua Wenxiang actually recognized the fat man's medical skills, it seems that this kid has not been in vain for more than ten years in the forest.

Hua Wenxiang felt more and more suspicious of Lao Huang's appearance, although all kinds of behaviors were subtle and imperceptible, but Hua Wenxiang's occasional thoughtfulness could still see some clues.

He concluded that Lao Huang's appearance at his side was not accidental, but deliberate. Hua Wenxiang has been deliberately observing Lao Huang these days, and when he was a child with black balls, Lao Huang took the most care of them, for only one reason, black balls were a powerful beast. Before he said Uncle Shi's name, Lao Huang already knew that he was his master. When he said the Vajra Flower Heavenly Vanilla, Lao Huang, who had always been indifferent to anything, seemed particularly attentive, and took the initiative to remind himself to ask Master Zuyuan about the Vajra Flower, took the initiative to greet the old abbot, and just now took the initiative to save the two little monks in the temple, everything seemed to be currying favor with Xuanyun Temple, knowing that the hard one could not come, so he could only come to the soft one.

These actions can't be done for the lazy Lao Huang and reasonably.

Then there is only one truth, Lao Huang must have lived in the forest, and he has a good relationship with the forest, coupled with Lao Huang's strong strength, it is very likely that he will know the secret of this beast clan of Tian Vanilla Vajra.

In other words, Lao Huang himself is transformed by a powerful beast!

The more you extrapolate the flower Wenxiang, the more incredible it feels, but the more reasonable it becomes.

As for the statement that Lao Huang was a corpse collector sent by the imperial court, Hua Wenxiang never believed it, and the identity of the boatman was even more unrealistic.

Hua Wenxiang said bluntly in her heart: "Lao Huang, you are a powerful beast, right?"

Lao Huang's expression was natural, this stupid boy was not stupid to a certain extent, but he still didn't admit his identity, "I'm a corpse digger, you can also call me a ferryman." ”

Hua Wenxiang said with a smile: "My eldest father and Sanniang mentioned Lao Huang you." ”

Lao Huang was disdainful, and the stupid boy still wanted to trick me, "Your big daddy Sanniang has been my boat?"

Hua Wenxiang no longer deliberately asked Lao Huang's identity, and patted him on the shoulder, "Go back to the forest once in a while." ”

Lao Huang's body stiffened for a moment, and he secretly cursed a stinky boy in his heart.

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The day after tomorrow is the Jiangling fight, the Xuanyun Temple is overcrowded, there is no vacancy in the guest room, some shy people in the pocket did not grab the guest room, simply in the corner of the temple "set up camp", the restaurant under the mountain is too expensive, really can't afford to live.

Under the Bodhi tree are all people who come to the rivers and lakes, because they are afraid of chaos, Zu Yuan personally meditates under the tree and takes care of the Bodhi tree.

The pilgrims have been going up the mountain to worship the Buddha tirelessly for ten years.

Back mountain, four huge square martial arts arenas are separated by two hundred zhang from each other, each side is seventy zhang long, all of them are made of marble slabs, and the surrounding is surrounded by a circular stand, five stories high.

The four major forces all have several similar martial arts arenas, which can be used for the training of their disciples in private, and can also be prepared for the needs of the Jiangling Fight.

Thinking about the past few decades, the Jiangling Dadou inexplicably appeared in this Jianghu, and the four major forces took over the holding of the Jiangling Dadou under the continuous plea of some Jianghu people.

All the venues of the Jiangling Fighting were built by those people who loved martial arts, and the four major forces just took out their reputations as the organizers of the face, making the whole martial arts competition more grand and real.

As a result, the Jiangling Fight can also be regarded as adding a color to the rivers and lakes of happiness and revenge.

In the evening, after Hua Wenxiang and everyone resigned from the Yang family's uncle and nephew, they went back to their rooms to rest.

When he was a child, Hua Wenxiang still couldn't sleep at night, and Lao Huang's identity became more and more apparent, but he didn't admit it, or deliberately avoided it, was it disgusted with human beings? Or was he a human race himself, and he had only been in the beast forest for a while?

Lao Huang said that he had been a corpse digger in Pipa County for many years, which proved that he had not returned to the forest for some years, and he had never heard the big daddy mention Lao Huang when he was in the forest. Or maybe he was a Terran himself, but he had been away from the woods for many years.

"It's not good to call your master by his name like that...... And you can't get rid of me. ”

"I remember you weren't asking about two herbs, why, forgot?"

Powerful beast therapy, strong strength, take care of the black ball......

Hua Wenxiang kept thinking about her every move with Lao Huang these days.

When it comes to ugliness, Hua Wenxiang's head is too big, so he simply no longer deliberately pays attention to this matter, Lao Huang is a good person, regardless of whether he is a beast or a human race, anyway, he is his friend, and he will naturally say it when he wants to say it.

It's just that my mind can't help but turn to another headache.

The first place in the Jiangling Fight, King Kong Flower.

Hua Wenxiang has no chance of winning even if she enters the Xuanhuang Realm with her own strength, and now there are two ways to fight.

The remaining two wisps of qi given by the big daddy, as well as his strange physique.

The former may be a little lethal, but if you can feel the same as when you kill the wind, then you will be able to control this power.

The latter took the initiative to appear when he first broke the soul into the Demon Breaking Ridge to kill the night wolf and encountered the beasts, and he didn't know exactly what kind of form it was, but that time the surroundings were like flames burning, just ashes, and the lethality should not be small.

These two forces will not take the initiative to appear, unless the moment when the fate is hanging by a thread, and if the strength is not well controlled, the opponent is seriously injured, and the gains outweigh the losses, and it is very likely that they will be disqualified from the competition......

Hua Wenxiang didn't close his eyes this night, and he who had always had a big heart actually lost sleep.

At the same time, throughout the night, there was a person lying on his side on the eaves of their room, and this person hung a delicate "Enchanting Pavilion" waist card on his waist, like a beast in the dark waiting for its prey to appear, ready to move.

Mo You also died at the hands of these people, Bai Mingkong hadn't seen him for a long time, and the dignified Charm Pavilion really didn't look like it now.

Although there is a Danqing Realm pervert in this group of people, this does not affect the first random killing of someone to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Ye Tian appeared in the temple, and his breath was not hidden at all.

Hua Wenxiang walked out of the house gently after putting on her clothes when the dawn broke in the east, and the monks in the temple had not yet rang the morning bell, and there was still a lot of darkness hidden in the sky.

There are a lot of night lights lit in the temple, the flowers are warm and fragrant with the light and walk aimlessly, this night I think a lot, all kinds of problems are in front of me, it is really annoying to look forward and backward, so I simply let it be.

Uncle Shi told himself that everything can be done as he wants, how can he be so troubled.

There are three or four large and small arches in each courtyard in the temple, it is really like a labyrinth without regularity, foreign pilgrims are led by the monks in the temple to visit, otherwise they will inevitably get lost in the temple, Hua Wenxiang came to a place that has never been to before, there is no night light here, the sight is somewhat blocked.

He walked slowly down the corridor in front of him, and within two steps of the corridor, he came to a door overgrown with creepers.

Separated the dense creeper with his hand, Hua Wenxiang saw a big word "forbidden" posted on the door, the paper was already a little white, obviously a few years, he curiously looked through the crack in the door but there was a large open space, and the feeling in the fog was the same, using the blood soul qi still couldn't see anything clearly.

Hua Wenxiang heard Ruluo said, there are many forbidden places in Xuanyun Temple, the place that was filled with fog before is one, and now it has been blocked, what I am afraid of is that there are many outsiders in the temple, and when the time comes, I will accidentally break into it and suffer a disaster, and the temple will also be responsible.

The dilapidated gate with the word "forbidden" in front of me is obviously also a place, and although this door looks dilapidated, it has been banned and cannot be opened easily, or once it is forcibly broken, some senior monks in the temple will feel it.

Hua Wenxiang used to wander around the major ruins when she was in the forest, and she was a little curious about everything, but because this was a forbidden place, she couldn't offend the Xuanyun Temple, so she had to be unwilling to turn around and leave.

But the moment he turned around, a giant scythe with a red blade and a black handle appeared in front of him.

"This is the Scripture Pavilion, and I'm the one from the Charm Pavilion who wants to kill you. ”

The voice was low and cold, as sudden as a ghost.

Hua Wenxiang subconsciously squatted down to avoid the black and red scythe, but the scythe hooked his shoulder while retracting, and a stream of heat instantly dyed his arm red.

The Charm Pavilion, the Scripture Pavilion, the Good Shot......

The crazy swinging scythe called Hua Wenxiang didn't have time to think, and avoided it more than a dozen times, and blood continued to ooze from large and small wounds on her body.

Ye Tian was entangled in martial arts, and in an instant, it was a series of crazy attacks, and Hua Wenxiang had no power to fight back, like fish on a chopping board to be slaughtered.

Ye Tian didn't dare to delay time, he went all out and made a quick decision, after all, this is Xuanyun Temple.

Hua Wenxiang's breathing was disordered, and the other party appeared bizarrely, without warning, and he shot so decisively, he was much more domineering and vicious than the people in the Charm Pavilion before.

The scythe flew out, and an iron chain was tied to the black handle, and Hua Wenxiang threw herself on the ground in embarrassment to avoid a blow.

The chain was pulled back, and the scythe flew back vertically, with the sharp blade pointing downward, and the flower was cut in half.

The brightness of the sky had overshadowed the light of the night lights in the temple, and a wooden stick wrapped in martial green qi flew out of nowhere, accurately hitting the black and red scythe, and the scythe fell to the ground, and the wooden stick was already held in the hand of a monk who was wrapped in martial green qi.

Looking at Ye Tian's side again, the seven monks who were wrapped in martial green qi each took the wooden sticks in their hands and subdued him underground.

Not far away, on the eaves of the wall, there were ten monks with wooden sticks in their hands.

Ye Tian, who was pinned to his body with seven sticks, dispersed his martial green qi and did not resist.

Eighteen Arhats of Xuanyun Temple!

(End of chapter)