On the second day, Yang Feng and An Ziyu came to the city gate under the leadership of a sergeant.

On the main road inside the city gate, there were many soldiers who had come down from the city last night, and they were tired and drinking to relieve their fatigue. All of this is thanks to the twenty years of peace and prosperity under the rule of the Xiao family, so that these soldiers can still have abundant supplies even if they are fighting.

Pude and his party were placed in a private house near the city gate, and the original owner of this private house had many children, so there was a large dormitory that could sleep about a dozen people, and these Buddhist disciples lived here.

Cao Mengbo had already ordered someone to say hello in advance, and the sergeant pointed to the position of Yang Feng and the others before leaving silently.

Yang Feng and An Ziyu first straightened their clothes a little, and then they stepped forward and knocked on the door.

There was a sound of clogs stomping on the ground, and the door was opened by a slightly chubby monk.

This person is Pu Zhi, who showed his skills at the martial arts conference held by the Dragon and Tiger League that year, but Yang Feng remembers.

Pu Zhi was also a little familiar with Yang Feng, but he had long forgotten that he had seen it in the Dragon and Tiger League.

"Are the two donors the junior disciples from the Nine Xuanmen?" asked Pu Zhi in a humble voice.

"Exactly. In front of the Buddhist disciples, Yang Feng also became a little more humble.

"Please come in. Na Puzhi only confirmed a little, and then let Yang Feng and the others in.

After Yang Feng and the others came in, they saw that the remaining eleven young monks inside were all sitting cross-legged on the bunk, and they all looked at themselves, and they couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

Pu Zhi had already taken out two stools from behind the door and said to Yang Feng and the others: "This place is simple, and I will take a moment." ”

"Good. Yang Feng and An Ziyu nodded stunned and sat down.

After a while, Na Puzhi returned to an empty bunk, and naturally sat cross-legged, which is the posture of Buddhism to meditate and meditate, and it seems that this place is arranged just right.

I only heard a tall and thin monk at the head ask, "You two are the masters of the Daomen?"

Yang Feng and An Ziyu looked at each other stunned, and Yang Feng said in a low voice: "The master doesn't dare to be, but he just cares about the people of Li, so he came down the mountain here."

These polite words came from Yang Feng's mouth, which was really awkward.

The monk nodded, and then introduced the titles of himself and others in the room, Yang Feng and An Ziyu only then knew that this person was Master Pude, and he and Puhua were brothers of the same master.

Speaking of Puhua, there was silence everywhere, and Na Pude's tone was also lower: "My senior brother has practiced so far, and he has already fallen into the devil, but I'm afraid he won't be able to turn back." ”

Yang Feng and An Ziyu originally came to discuss with these people how to kill this Puhua, listening to Napude's words, and then looking at the reactions of the other people, they all seemed to have some feelings for Napuhua, Yang Feng suddenly felt that he was in a dilemma.

An Ziyu was also a little difficult at this time, how to speak?29GG

Fortunately, that Pude then said: "Before leaving, I have asked the three elders. My senior brother and my master's fate have ended, and if necessary, they can be killed to prevent future troubles. ”

Yang Feng and An Ziyu were relieved when they heard this.

"It's just ......" Napude came out again, and Yang Feng's attention was attracted again. I want to come to this Buddhist sect, sit in meditation and enlighten the Tao, and I am used to being chronic, and even my speech is a little vague.

"The martial arts practiced by my senior brother, in addition to the orthodoxy in the past, there is also my Buddhist forbidden book Dafutu Sutra. The exercises in this sutra are strange and powerful, and the four of my brothers tried to subdue it with the four golden steel arrays that day, but they were vulnerable after all. Fortunately, he still had some kind thoughts about us, and he was confused halfway, otherwise he would not have been able to escape that day. ”

Yang Feng answered: "I have also seen the power of the Great Futu Sutra. Master Puhua was on Taiqing Mountain that day, and it took Xuanqing, Xuanxu, and Mu Sanniang to join forces to force him back, and it was really difficult to rely on the strength of the four of you. ”

Here Yang Feng is called Puhua, but he just doesn't want the people in Buddhism to have a problem in their hearts.

An Ziyu also said: "My little master is also ranked first in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, but he doesn't dare to be a head-on enemy with him, it is conceivable that this person's martial arts have reached the realm of transformation, and he is invincible in the world in terms of combat power alone." ”

"Not really. Pude said: "The fourth stage of the Great Futu Sutra can be invincible in the world, and my senior brother is now under human control, so he should be in the third stage." Its mental method is in conflict with the scriptures and martial arts in the Great Futu Sutra, and it is still in the period of civil strife, and its power has appeared, but its body method is not flexible, and there is still a chance to restrain it. ”

Listening to Pude's words, Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief, he still trusted the people in Buddhism.

"Dare to ask the master, then how should we cooperate?"

Pude recalled: "On that day, my senior brothers and brothers walked in four golden steel formations, and although they were defeated, they could barely entangle with them for a while. I wonder if the two of you have what it takes to subdue him during this period?"

Yang Feng said embarrassedly: "After all, Master Puhua has a unique skill, just in uniform, I am afraid that if we are not careful, we will still let the tiger return to the mountain, and it will be difficult for us to accept him when the time comes." ”

After a moment of silence, Napud repeated again: "If necessary, you can be killed." ”

Now that Pude has repeatedly confirmed, Yang Feng can also let go of his skills: "In this way, it will be fine." As for me, I have deep internal strength, and my strength is close to the three masters on the mountain, and when I am from the front, I can lead him to fight against him. This young man next to me not only has the true legend of the Xuanyi real person fast sword on the mountain, but also knows the sword qi in all directions, gathering qi into a blade and other swordsmanship skills, and then he only needs to descend from the sky and attack his weakest Heavenly Spirit Cover, and he will be done!"

Yang Feng said it seriously, but An Ziyu next to him was in a cold sweat when he heard it, this Yang Feng was stronger, and he didn't know if it was for a momentary competitiveness or if he really thought of countermeasures before he came, in short, his face did not change, it seemed that Yang Feng was convinced of Cao Mengbo's words last night.

When these twelve Buddhist disciples heard this, they were all a little surprised.

Na Puli even had a surprised look on his face: "Senior Brother Yang, it seems that both of you are masters." ”

"yes. Oh, yes. After a burst of discussion, Na Pude was also ashamed and said: "I didn't expect that Jiuxuanmen is really talented. In addition to Senior Brother Murong Qi, the Little Sword Saint, the junior brother who has only arrived for a short time is also like this! If my Buddhism can also get a disciple like the two of you, it will really be a blessing for three lives. ”

Seeing that these people were convinced, Yang Feng became even more proud.

In fact, in Yang Feng's heart, he really thought that this method could defeat this generalization, compared to thinking of two to one before, it was obvious that it was much easier to have the help of these Buddhist masters.

An Ziyu's heart was very complicated at this time, listening to Yang Feng's meaning, his sword would determine success or failure. Before he came, he was full of confidence, but in fact, along the way, he became more and more bottomless. Although I have some strength now, I am not yet at the point of superb swordsmanship, and how to stab that sword is really a headache.